One of my hobbies is outdoor sleeping so I particularly enjoyed two nights of woodland camping in Leicestershire last weekend, on a Woodland Ways bushcraft course. The first night under a cosy tarpaulin, slung between two beech trees, and the second in a self-made shelter (pictured). I realise that I am a privileged outdoor sleeper: I’m doing this for fun, well equipped, safe in the knowledge that I’m returning to a nice warm, dry home at the end of the weekend.
Last weekend I had some time to myself, and I made a trip to Norfolk/Suffolk and added a couple of bird species to my life list (goshawk, woodlark). I also took advantage of the crazy-warm February weather to do one of my favourite things: fall asleep outdoors.
I’m a huge believer in the power nap. Sometimes, I genuinely think it’s the single most efficient use for 20 minutes, such is the restorative power of a brain reboot.