I couldn’t enter last month as I have no embarrassing photos of myself.. nor do I have daft hats.. but that's just me .. I act as I please and wear what I want.. and seldom feel embarrassed
I have many favourite camp spots on the west of Scotland ..but chose this one ..simply because I found photos of it before finding photos of any of the other places.
Its a small sandy bay backed by high crags and cliffs. It is miles from anywhere and looks nothing special from the sea. For scale ..you can just make out my Tesco Extra Value tent to the right of the sandy bit.
My tents and camping gear are as basic as my boats. For me.. Its not materialistic possessions that make for the best experiences ..
Its a frame of mind and closeness to nature’s surroundings that floats my boat ..in serine solitude.
I can think of nothing better than the magic of sitting by an open campfire constructed on sand .. while slowly sizzling sassages ..and slurping cool beers ..
Watching the sun set far across the sea on a silent horizon..
Then happily falling asleep to the rhythmic sounds of a wave rolling softly on sandy shore.
While ..Thanking god .. that its not pissing with rain
Yup.. roll on long summer sunset nights sleeping in the wilderness again










