Camping.
This was my worst camping trip ever.
Went camping in lakes with two mates.
Got lost on a mountain and it was going misty so we decided to set up camp.
Everything was fine until i realised i'd forgotten me sleeping bag. I didn't want to let my mates know cos i was a tad embaressed, so i thought sod it. I remember it being the coldest night of my life (even with two pairs of clothes on, jumpers etc.)

Anyway I survived the night and woke up in a miserble mood with back ache and a stiff neck.
As we were descending the mountain, I didn't realise I had left my trainers on (my boots were in my rucksack) and proceeded to slip and slide on the grass - downwards. Fast. I couldn't stop running and hit a rock with my ankle and literally flipped off a short ledge down to the rocks. Mid air I remember thinking 'My mates didn't even try to grab me. Bastards!'. Luckily, the drop wasn't too far (about ten feet!) and I landed on my rucksack on the hard ground. I battered my legs on a rock but miraculously i was unharmed. I then proceeded to sulk all the way tom the bottom of the mountain.
That's not all. Later in the day, we all had a girlie tiff and I decided i'm gonna take MY map and go home. It was about a twelve mile walk back to Windermere and it was absolutely pissing down with rain. About an hour later I decided to climb over a metal fence as it was the most direct route to Windermere. I didn't realise it was an electric fence (i was oblivious to the warning signs due to sulking). After receiving a mild electric shock I just lay on my back in a shitty field in the lakes and rememembered thinking 'what's the point'!

Anyway, I found my way home and i'm alive as far as I know. Sorry for Lengthness.
(Kayozz, Wed 1 Dec 2004, 17:08, Reply)