Monday, February 2, 2015

Until I am an Eskimo...

... I'll have to layer clothes until my arms are basically immobile. Despite the unfortunate event at the end of my last camping trip with the climbing club, I decided to give it another try. Yes, it's winter. Yes, there are 2.5 feet of snow on the ground in the Peak District, but, as a personal challenge and experiment to try winter camping, I took my climbing outside for the weekend. 

Friday I packed for winter camping. And by "packed" I mean I put all of my clothes on at one time and whatever was left I put in my backpack. This, dear reader, is how to survive England January camping.

Layer 1: Black fleece leggings and top. Thus the "basest" of the base layers is soft. 

Layer 2: More fleece leggings and an insulated underlayer top. 

Layer 3: Adding outer layers. Regular leggings and a flannel. 

Layer 4: Final touches. Fleece, hat, boyfriend jeans, and hiking boots. 

Then I'm just a fluffy coat and gloves away from bundled! I have a sweater and another undershirt in my bag (along with enough food for a family of four,  homemade rolls, and an emergency blanket). Ah, the preparation to sufficiently be one with nature. Nature better appreciate this and feel very special. 

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