The Lake District

First let's get that bad stuff out of the way. This English haven for walkers and the out-door types is pretty much inaccessible to those without a car. The roads are very narrow and there are rarely paths through the surrounding farm land so anyone wanting to walk between two towns has to risk their lives with the local S.U.V.s, Land rovers and city-dweller Mercedes. Even the Lake District is an unsustainable playground for the rich. I am sure there is a way to get into the wilderness without using too much oil buts its far from obvious how.

Anyway, less of the rant, the Lake District is an incredible place once you find the footpaths. We walked for hours without seeing a soul. Its like being in a postcard but without the cheesiness. Water is everywhere, streams, lakes, drizzle and waterfalls. The whole landscape is sculptured by blue gold.

And camping, I'd forgotten what a joy it is. If you live in Oxford you really appreciate waking with sweet fresh air in your lungs. Then a quick dash to the showers to freshen up starts the day and gets you ready for the camping stove fun. We did porridge with cranberries and bananas which when accompanied with a big hot cupper set you up beautifully. Hiking out with a belly full of energy is a joyous moment. I noticed we could not stop rabbiting on about all sorts of things. Like those teenage stoned moments without the herb.

I was in an incredible good mood when I got back. Of course the 800+ emails I had to sort through on returning to work had a dampening effect but the inner chi is energised. I just denoted £50 smackers to the WWF (And No! Mr Adsense guys, this is not breaking your rules, I really did just do this!)

Anyway, while I am still dizzy on nature, my message: our cities stink, get out of your cars, turn the TV off, alcohol only subdues your problems...Get out there, natural beauty pisses over anything man-made.