I'm afraid there isn't going to be much information on the walks. They were organised by Tracey who lives in Derbyshire, so she is very familiar with the lie of the land. Because I was following I did not need to read the map, so to be honest, I am not sure exactly where we walked. I must admit at times I felt quite disorientated, something which I am not keen on. When I am walking alone I constantly check the map to make sure I am on the right track, I find it reasurring when I know my exact whereabouts.
This scantily clad young lady must have been freezing, it was quite blustery. In between shoots she was jumping up and down to try and keep warm. I wonder which magazine the photographs will be published in.
Another view from the top.
We got back to the camp site at about six o clock, I was ready for my dinner, so I tucked into my bargain food. The others had booked a meal at the pub in the village, but it was going to be late eating. I don't like eating after 7pm as I will be up all night with stomach ache. I still went with them, but I just had a pint of Marstons Pegigree Ale, lovely.
Man and his dog turned up, he had to eat at another pub because they wouldn't let his dog in here. We sat outside chatting. I knew he would be walking back to the campsite and I fancied walking in the dark across the fields, so I went with him. My new head torch was very bright, I'm pleased I bought this at the knock down price of £6. It was a lot of fun walking in the dark, it's about a mile back to camp. I shone my torch all around and could see lots of twinkling lights. The sheeps eyes made it look like fairyland, it was magical. I think I might try a bit more night walking :o)