Quite a Night.

Two words. Wild Camping.  An activity which fills my cup up, reminds me of my appreciation for quietness (a surprise to all) and that the best sleep is always had under canvas.  It’s been a while since I took my little green tent up a hill for an nighttime adventure. But due to good weather, a very special visitor and my mum having the day after off work we took the opportunity for a little getaway with gusto.

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What a place.

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Someplace New.

Here’s to Cardiff starting to feel like home. CHEERS *clinks champagne flutes* Its been nearly a month since I moved here. I’ve finally started to properly explore the area. And I can get places without using google maps so that’s a triumph in itself!

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My bed room window goes alright

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Exploring The Trails of The Yorkshire Dales.

In a strange turn of events my mother has fallen out of love with the Lake District.  Thus has started dragging me to the Yorkshire Dales despite the fact we live in the “gateway to the Lakes”.  It’s not so bad really as she also purchased a new book!  A guide book in fact, to mountain biking in the Yorkshire Dales.  And so the tale goes…

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Before we found all the puddles and the heavens opened.

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Mum.

This weekend my mother is racing in the European Middle Distance Triathalon Championships.  Try saying that 10 times fast!  And I couldn’t be more impressed.  For the first time in her life she has listened to a coach and actually done what they say, with only a couple of minor blips.  It seems to have paid off, she’s got to 3 days before race day uninjured and without being completely exhausted.  Some people would might even suggest she’s peaking in fitness just at the right time… MADNESS I KNOW!

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Mum and me.  She hates it when I have my mouth open in photos. Mwhahhaha

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Homecoming

Having been away for nearly 2 years, with only brief pit stops at home to repack, being at home for a period longer than a week has been very strange.  Mainly because on the surface everything is exactly the same.  The same shops, the same people, the same outward appearances.  But dig a little deeper and it’s soon revealed people have moved on.  Just as I have.  Relationships have broken down, people are doing different things, my parents look noticeably older.   The people I went to school with have grown up and matured.

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Despite all the weirdness I have had a really good holiday… at home.  Continue reading