Haven’t done a successful wild camp since last year, so we decided to have a go again, and not too far from home. Our old favourite walks around the Roaches.

It wasn’t the best weather as we stepped out of the car, it had started a light rain, the one that soaks you through lol but onwards and upwards, I had forgotten how hard this walk was.

Mist rolled in and made the place look more bleak and atmospheric, like a scene from the Hound of the Baskerville’s. But within 10 minutes of finding a spot, the tent was up. Pitched not where we had originally wanted too, but the fading light and mist, forced us to pitch earlier than planned.

After a much needed Sweet Chilli Noodle pot and mars bars (aldis version Titan) we snuggled down to sleep, podcasts ready in the earphones (morbid and all killa no filla) let’s hope we can sleep?

Well sleep didn’t really happen, it was super windy and very rainy. So that made it hard to sleep, and we were on a slope too. Managed a maybe a couple of broken hours. But we were rewarded with the most beautiful morning!

We had a lovely coffee and sat around for a while, Mr Moon had a play on the drone and collected some stunning shots. At 10am we were all packed up and ready to collect a Trig. Didn’t think I was really up to walking, but the aches I had at night, had eased a bit and the walking was more flat than hilly. So we did that, and I was so proud of myself for doing it and digging deep for that trig.

We walked back the way we came, rather than doing a loop as usual. We were exhausted, and it felt good to do what we did without pushing it too far. Home for 2.30pm and I had a much needed brew and promptly fell asleep, must of needed that.