I know what you mean
with all this.

I used to go most weekends to Dorset where me and some friends kept Hobie cats (at Studland beach).

We all used to travel down from London on Fridays, late afternoon, or a bit earlier if you could sneak out of work.

There ws something really special about being the first there. I had a kind of umbrella dome tent, tha was tough as old boots, but took about a minute and a half to put up. I used to set up, put the bedding in, etc, even had a little light in there. I'd then lie down with a beer, half in and half out of the tent, reading a book till the next people turned up.

I'm not antisocial, but that hour of peace and quiet was the best way I have ever known to clear the head and chill out.
(username failed moderation, Wed 4 Apr 2012, 10:34, 1 reply)

And I also like this.
So you get a click as well.
( Evil Bastardo, Wed 4 Apr 2012, 10:41, closed)