Monday 29 February 2016

Dreams of Adventure

Not last night, but the night before, I had a dream expressing all my subconscious desires.

I found myself on an island that seemed to be calling itself "Arran" despite the fact it was much too small - I visited there when I was a child and can vouch for the fact it can't be walked around in a morning. I have no idea how I got there, or what I was doing there - the movie "Inception" tells us that is always the case with dreams - but when I got there, I found I had two tasks.

The first, was to work in some kind of relief capacity at a Doctor's surgery, where for some reason everyone had to wear barrier medicine gear and so found myself doing admin work on a computer while wearing gloves and a hygiene hat thing.

That was the boring bit. My job the next day, despite the fact I at no point went home to bed or anything like that, was some kind of patrol. I was to wonder the coast, half in the morning, half in the evening, and record the state of all historic buildings I encountered. I had to check in at the life boat station at some point, to show that I was doing my job properly.

My sister joined me at some point, and we cheerfully wandered the beach, before finding a listed brutalist public lavatory of a scale so large it incorporated a casino. Later I came to the village of "Levar Burton" - the actor who played Geordi Le Forge in Start Trek the Next Generation! - inspected a ruined castle several hundred metres high one wall of which had collapsed and was leaning on another one.

Some friends of mine were in a pub having a meal. I went to talk to them, and then rather sadly woke up. Never got to see the other side of the island.

What I was doing of course, was expressing a desire to escape, and have an adventure, do something I haven't got round to doing yet. In April, when I have some time off, I have a crazy plan to just grab a tent and some walking shoes, and head off literally from my front door. I might head West, for Derbyshire, or perhaps South, for the Vale of Belvoir. The idea is to see how far I can get in 5 days, then get a bus home.

I shall have a clockwork radio, a clockwork lamp, and an e-reader. I wonder if I will be brave enough to do it. If I do, hopefully, I won't have to rely on a shelter like this one, that I found next to the River Devon in Sconce Park yesterday.





Ray Mears has been about, evidently.

Si

All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 29.02.16


7 comments:

  1. It looks as though local scouts have been busy making a bivouac!

    Follow your dreams Si!

    “Before the Plan, there is an Idea. Before the Idea, there is a Purpose. Before the Purpose, there is Your Spirit...aching to express Itself”
    ― Paresh Shah

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  2. Thank you so much. Alas I'm in a huge workplace at the moment watching drizzle through the window!

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  3. To build a tent, brilliant images.

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  4. What a wonderful idea, I do hope you take the plunge and set of from your front door, you can always come back ! but you have to set of first...You go Si :)
    Amanda xx

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  5. My advice is not to think about it too much Si but just do it. It is a super idea.

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  6. Just the small matter of some equipment buying to sort out! Thanks for your encouragement all!

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