No rain but there was a bivvy....
Last night: my January Bivvy
Left home at about 9.30pm after supper and tucking my youngest daughter in. Rode all of 1 mile to where a local bridleway meets a footpath. Bivvi 'pitched' and in my sleeping bag by about 10.30 pm.
My synthetic two-three season bag wasn't going to be enough warm enough, so I wore thermals, silk socks and thick walking socks (the latter doubled over my feet), a wool beanie - and for extra warmth I used my massive down filled Arctic scientist parka - that was a charity shop find last summer - as a blanket.
Slept very snugly to be woken by at 6.50am by a dog barking madly at this strange thing 'growing' on the route of his morning walk. After a "sorry" and a "Are you OK" from the dog walker and a "yes I'm fine thanks" reply - through the closed bivvy - I got up, had some chocolate, packed up and was home by half seven having a very welcome cup of tea....
Water in my drinks bottle - inside the bivvy - was nicely frozen...
Much fun... :cool:
About to leave:
Fist time bike packing on this bike - so I improvised carrying the less than compact (£11 Tesco) sleep mat.
Sleeping bag on the bars,
(Loosely rolled) bivvy behind the saddle
Pitched - ready for bed:
Leave no trace - except for the lack of frost: