Tuesday, 3 November 2020

Update and Stratospire Li - First Impressions


Life has been busy in recent years and I haven't been able to get out as much as I'd like.  As I write this, my wife and I are on the verge of moving into our new house in Scotland....so the wildcamping drought is set to continue a little more.  Between decorating and bouncing back and forth to help care for my father in Wales...my free time is going to be limited.

Having moved almost 700 miles north (by road) from Kent presents new challenges.  Midges...a higher prevalence of Lymes disease in ticks...snow and a colder climate meant it was time to upgrade shelter.  Originally I had planned on just using an inner nest with my Trailstar, but I found my SMD Serenity Inner to be too small and restrictive.  How could I operate inside that when attacked by a cloud of midges?

After much research it came down to two contenders...the Hilleberg Soulo or the Tarptent Stratospire Li.  I chose the latter as every man and his dog owns a Soulo these days it seems.

Putting the Stratospire up in the garden was a breeze and I had it pitch perfect on the first attempt.  The loops on the tieouts were too small for blizzard stakes so I adjusted each bowline accordingly and fixed up a hanging line within the inner.  Also the line on the ridgeline tieouts were way too short , so they had to be extended.  Packing the tent back down presented problems, but with some trial and error I found what worked in regard to folding and rolling...getting it back into the stuff sack.

After the garden familiarisation it was time to take it out into the field.  I gathered some kit and after a 2 mile hike from the car park I found myself atop Cnoc Fyrish....famous for its monument that can be seen for miles along the A9.

After finding a slightly raised patch of moorland to pitch up on, the Stratospire was up in no time.  However an error in how I perceived the inner was going to align meant my lie was 45° askew and I had to contend with some tussocky lumps.  I couldn't be arsed readjusting it though...a bit of discomfort would remind me to get it right next time.

The forecast was for wind and rain and it wasn't long before the tent was being buffeted.  The inner was spacious with plenty of headroom and the vestibules were sizeable...perfect for future multi-day adventures.   I placed my wet gaiters and rucksack in the rear vestibule out of the way, and put my boots, water and stove in the front.  Changing into my camp clothes I hung my slightly sweaty socks on the internal ridgeline and cooked up a Bla Band dehydrated meal whilst admiring the view.  The magnetic loop that holds the door open is a great idea but i found a strong gust would blow the door loose.  As darkness fell I zipped it down and deployed my sleeping pad and quilt.

At 2am the wind picked up and the tent started getting louder.  I grabbed my head torch and headed outside.  On inspection the line on the apex of the pitchloc system had slipped through the lineloc taking the tautness out of the tent on that side.  After retensioning, the MSR groundhog peg flew out of the ground during a strong gust and pierced the cuben fibre fly (3-4mm hole).  

"Fuck this!" I thought.  It just so happened that I had some Delta Ground Anchors...so I wasted no time in deploying all four of them on the windward side of the tent.  To prevent the line slipping through the lineloc again, I just tied a knot below the lineloc.  Job done, I retreated back inside and settled again.

The tent actually does do a good job of reducing wind noise when tensioned....not as good as a silnylon Trailstar...but decent nonetheless.  The walls don't cave to the wind as much either.  I had no anometer on me but I believed the windspeeds during that situation to have been 40mph+ during the gusts.  Groundhogs are a great peg....but for big winds they don't cut it.  Blizzard stakes or Delta pegs are what you need.

After no further incident I snoozled away the rest of the night and come morning, packed the tent away first attempt into its stuff sack.  Upon returning home I promptly replaced all the lines on the tent with some thicker line, in the hope that in the future there will be no further slippage.  Setting it up in the garden I patched up the hole with repair patch material and brushed out the inner.  After letting the underside of the inner dry for a little time I packed it away for the next adventure...whenever that will be.

When my life settles back to normal I look forward to exploring this majestic country and spending more time in this ultralight tent.

Tuesday, 10 September 2019

On the Water....Finally!

I've been wanting to get on the water for years.  Watching the likes of Pete Mindwiseman and Joe Robinet never fails to inspire.

So I finally got a Sit on Top Touring Kayak...a Perception Triumph 13. 




So far I've been to Darnet Fort, visited all 3 WW1 German submarine wrecks and explored Grain Fort...as well as some days out on the Medway between Allington and Tonbridge.  Roll on some kayak wildcamps.






Friday, 28 September 2018

Camp Eyrie - The Seach Is Over.


For a few years now I've hankered for a hammock hang in Kent, with both a grand view and decent seclusion.  After many recons I was starting to doubt it was possible...that was until 2 weeks ago when I found this place 10 minutes from my house...
 
 


 
 


 
 














 
 


 
 
You know it makes sense...



Saturday, 22 September 2018

Aran Fawddwy


It was about time I popped over to Wales to see my dad... so when a couple of old friends were looking for folks to climb Cadair Idris with on the upcoming Saturday, it seemed like a no brainer. 

To maximise my time there I wanted to get a dawn shot of Aran Fawddwy from nearby Drysgol, and I was hopeful of some good light.  It was certainly looking promising.  The plan was to bag Aran Fawddwy then wildcamp on Drysgol for the dawn.  After the shot I would walk down to the car and drive to the car park at Cadair Idris to meet up with the boys.

Leaving my dads house Friday morning I drove to the remote valley of Cwm Cywarch in Southern Snowdonia, parked up and started walking.


Climbing Creigiau Camddwr.
 
Creigiau Camddwr.

Aran Fawddwy in sight.

Weather was intermittent rain/hail driving in from the West.

Cadair Idris looming in the distance.

Last stretch.


Creiglyn Dyfi to the East.
 
Trigger.



View of the Wnion Valley to the West.
 
Commemorative Cairn at Drws Bach.


 
 
Camped out on Drysgol

Very rough composition of the dawn shot I was hoping to shoot in the morning.

Unfortunately the next morning, as the sun broke the horizon, a low cloud bank prevented the light from hitting the mountain.  I waited a little while...but had no luck.  With my kit already packed up, I dropped down off Drysgol and made for the car at a brisk pace for what would be a savage ascent of Cadair Idris.

Because of the weather all these photos were taken with my phone.  However, I did manage to get a handheld image with my camera at the summit of Aran Fawddwy…