spring camping

well, i had my first camping trip of the year two days ago....on the welsh coast in between barmouth and harlech. the journey out was fine for the first 15 mins, then when i hit the llandegla moors the snow began! blizzard conditions ensued, fallen trees lay in the mushy slushy road. stay calm, i thought, and slowed down , but after a while i got into the technique and marvelled at the snowy wildness i was heading into. eventually, i reached a wind and slate grey skied barmouth, the sea surged to the left as i fololowed the narrow winding road into the town. after refuelling with an all day breakfast i continued to the campsite. i was the only person there! i stepped out, brrrrrrrr! and stepped back in again! I spent the next 2 hours unwinding with self hypnosis tapes, until the pull of the outdoors was too much. donning several layers, and a russian style flaps over ears hat i made my way to the wind whipped beach, through the sand blasted dunes. i stayed on the beach for half an hour collecting wood in a rucksack then headed back to light a fire. eventually, i got one going and cooked some onions, potatoes and a steak! i watched a stormy sky turn black for night and shivered in my tent. around 11 o clock i could stand no more and hobbled thru the snow to my car, heater on, snuggled up best i could. i looked across at the winking lights of the hill village of dyffryn and the dark shape of the mountain moelfre. i had a patchy sleep and awoke to another cold day....however, later, as i was walking thru the wilderness of the dunes, the sky took on blue and a warming sun appeared. it had all been worthwhile, i felt fantastic, i climbed the hilldunes and looked down to the surging sea, the wind took all negativity away and i stood, like an avatar, healed and full of spring energy, connected in so many ways!