Kiwi Phil
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- Jun 23, 2003
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I have moved my sleeping quarters outdoors to our patio-veranda.
It's 6mx6m, fully enclosed by exterior fly screen on 3 sides - very comfortable.
It is summer, so I am the most comfortable I have probably ever been.
I go to sleep with the moon lighting the place up; a cool breeze wafting thru; I hear the nocturnal wild life living out their lives, and I am woken by the rising sun. The wife brings me my coffee at 5.45am, and our 2 dogs (their beds are in an enclosed corner) still can't believe what they are seeing.
The down side - well last night all the crows in the district had a big party down the back, which degenerated into a drunken brawl; my little Scottie growls when she knows a possum is passing thru, plus she complains when she hears thunder.
I have always had this desire to sleep outside, as my French Grandfather did (on an open porch) for 60yrs (age 32 to 92, and then they bought him in for his health).
What put me off all these years was - I was an infantryman for 9 years, and I have slept in some pretty not-nice places, in fact, I have never been camping since!
Maybe I should be honest. I apparently have started to snore, so the wife would go up to the top room, which I didn't think right, so I made the move. Everybody is happy.
Can't wait for winter!!
Cheers
Phillip
It's 6mx6m, fully enclosed by exterior fly screen on 3 sides - very comfortable.
It is summer, so I am the most comfortable I have probably ever been.
I go to sleep with the moon lighting the place up; a cool breeze wafting thru; I hear the nocturnal wild life living out their lives, and I am woken by the rising sun. The wife brings me my coffee at 5.45am, and our 2 dogs (their beds are in an enclosed corner) still can't believe what they are seeing.
The down side - well last night all the crows in the district had a big party down the back, which degenerated into a drunken brawl; my little Scottie growls when she knows a possum is passing thru, plus she complains when she hears thunder.
I have always had this desire to sleep outside, as my French Grandfather did (on an open porch) for 60yrs (age 32 to 92, and then they bought him in for his health).
What put me off all these years was - I was an infantryman for 9 years, and I have slept in some pretty not-nice places, in fact, I have never been camping since!
Maybe I should be honest. I apparently have started to snore, so the wife would go up to the top room, which I didn't think right, so I made the move. Everybody is happy.
Can't wait for winter!!
Cheers
Phillip