This was supposed to be the last time that i would get out in the UK, an evening walk in the forest with my Dad and brother. Dad picked us up in the Defender, lit up the BFs and we were out to the forest in no time. The midges were out in force and cowbells filled the thick warm air. We looked for deer tracks in the mud and talked about Norway a lot. Halfway round we stopped for fresh brews, each of us cooking our own. It was an excuse to play with 'toys'! We listened to ravens and deer on the way back to the car, walking through the scars left below the pylons. Friday is now our real last time out. Better get on with packing...
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