My FIL fancies himself as a bit of a Davy Crockett.
He’s almost completely self sufficient in his little council pad with a meticulously tended wild garden and a tip top allotment. He forages for his firewood and makes the best marmalades and chutneys. Nothing is wasted and he prides himself on managing on a pittance.
A few years ago he spunked some of his carefully saved state pension on lightweight camping gear, convinced that he would venture out into the wilds to spend his free time beholding all of the majesty of our fair isle, but he’s never used it. Now with a couple of nasty mishaps in the last 18 months it’s looking increasingly unlikely that he ever will
It’s our wish that we bestow him with the confidence to go on these adventures, so we’re planning to have a family camp out this summer.
So this is a shout out for kit.
Mats, bags, tarps and tents… all that gear that you tentatively bought and used twice before upgrading and consigning the inferior stuff to the back of the shed.