A night in the forest

I rode down as far the forests south of Paris. Even though it didn't really get dark untuil around 22:00, to achieve that I had to ride into the night.

As far as I knew, I was still a long way from any camp site, and it was far too late to rock-up at one anyhow. Thoroughly tired out after over 14 hours of travel, and short on water I stopped at around 00:00. As I hadn't made it to a site I had to "camp sauvage": just put the hammock up and had a sleep for a while.

I woke up on my net hammock in the woods, to bright sunshine and to find I had been half eaten by mosquitos. I then realised that I having scrambled my way into the trees through the undergrowth to be out of the way of the path I had come in on, I had just ended up close to another. It being after 06:30 there were already people walking and running the path; no question it was time to move on.Weiterlesen