Xorret De Gati

Day 215 & 216.

Refreshed and rested it was time to get back out into the sticks, for a few days in the mountains we headed to Xorret De Gati national park.

In no time we were back in the wilderness, picking out a great mountain view spot for camp. Not a soul in sight. Tonight was a highlight for both of us out of our camping spots to date. Sunset, views, games, laughs and huge marshmallowey smores over the fire was a hard one to beat.

Slightly more alert tonight as its the only real time we have truly been in the middle of nowhere and away from the car. That being said the sound of footsteps outside the tent at 3.30am didn't bode well for a comfortable nights sleep. Assuring Limbster it could only be the wind, a large footed deer or combination of both I was able to coerce her back to sleep fairly quickly.

Myself on the other hand, well aware as to the size of a deers foot had a rather uncomfortable nights sleep there on out, knife in one hand, rubber hammer in the other...

In the morning we put the nights sleep well behind us, heading out for a nice sweaty walk up the nearby cliff face, nearly turned into a climb until limbster spotted the rope, maybe next time Craigo.

Not fancying a repeat of last night, (for some reason being penned in a nylon tent has an inherent sense of vunerabilty about it!) we packed up and headed north. Our decision only reinforced by the creepy guy lingering around the nearby deserted car park day and night, to the beach it is!Les mer