The Road goes ever on and on; Down from the door where it began;
Now far ahead the Road has gone; And I must follow, if I can;
Pursuing it with eager feet; Until it joins some larger way;
Where many paths and errands met; And whither then? I cannot say.

[JRR Tolkien, Lord of the Rings]

Tuesday 4 May 2010

Have you ever noticed...

It happens so often. You arrive at an empty or nearly empty campsite and pitch your tent. The next person to arrive, with an entire field of pitches to choose from, comes and sets up right next to you.

It seemed unlikely that anyone would even pass this way at this time of day, but just before 8.30pm voices were heard.

"They can't possibly be pitching by us" we said. We'd scoured the area for any flat and dry place close to big enough for our tent, and can say with some confidence that the next best pitch to the one we picked is a couple of hundred metres away, around a turn in the path. Everywhere else is sloping, stoney, or bog.

But these chaps apparently saw our tent and decided this must be a good place to spend the night. They've pitched just up from us, alongside the path. (That's made my en-suite facilities a little less private!)

Bet they kick themselves in the morning when they see what is just around the corner.

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  1. Yes, I have noticed.
    Strange, isn't it.
    I hope they are quiet...

  2. That happened to us 2 weeks ago. Pitched, nice and quiet place. Empty camp site. Who comes and surrounds us, but the MZ motor bike club. Unbelievable how often this happens.
    Fortunately they were nice people. On some other occasions quite the opposite.

    I always go as far away as i can possibly get to other campers. I wonder what it is that makes others want to camp on top of you.

    Strange are folk.

  3. It happened to me the other week - had a nice camping spot near Codale Tarn and seven other people turned up and had a party.

  4. You should have walked a bit faster, Mike, they'd never have caught up with you!

  5. Oi! Pieman! I heard that, y'know... Martin - he'd never outrun Lord Elpus if he knew the Piman had a flask of the good Co-op stuff...