At the start of 2015, I pledged to take part in a year of microadventure. But sleeping outdoors in January seemed plain ridiculous and I found myself watching the weather carefully, hoping it would keep raining every night which would give me the perfect excuse to bail out. So I was mildly annoyed last week when BBC weather insisted on showing me a clear sky for the night of the 16th of January. On top of being a clear night, it was also a Friday night. I wouldn’t even have to go to work the following day.
I had pledged. And this being January it could be my only dry opportunity so I prepared myself. I packed my bag, I ate a warm meal, read for a bit and then it was time to go. But before leaving, I decided to try something new. Instead of writing about my bivvy, I would record it.
I apologise in advance for the variable quality of sound and muddled English at time – I was sleepy and cold.