Well I filled both panniers up and strapped my tent across the top of them and went camping. Only to a campsite eleven miles from home but it was great. Haven't been since September. I love getting there under my own steam rather than getting a lift.
Met my Mum there in her little camper van and she cooked us mussels for dinner and we bought a bag of logs and burned them in her firepit. And drank far too much.
My new sleep mat did the job nicely though I bet the whisky helped too.
The ride back was a bit slow but I did it and I'm just about ready, five hours after getting home, to start unpacking the panniers.
I have just remembered that the elastic in the tent poles was starting to look a bit frayed - not bad for a fifteen year old tent. I must order some preemptively.
