Sleeping in the hammock tent seems like a challenge. So far I haven't managed to fall asleep before sunrise. Sleeping alone makes all the muscles ache. There's pretty much no comfortable position for sleeping more than a few hours, and changing positions takes muscles.
On the other hand, just a few hours of sleep each morning have been enough to feel fresh and powerful throughout the next day. Sleeping in fresh air works miracles.
A couple of nights ago I wandered around the pasture / woods and noticed something white in my peripheral vision. Curious, I went to check it out. Right when I reached the exact spot, sister called me. A normal call .. triggered by a .. touchplate?
Dunno, the next night I went to the hammock a bit late. It was quite dark outside. I asked around if anyone had a flashlight or headlamp or somesuch. Well .. nope. Shrugged and went there anyway. I acted out of intuition and enjoyed the strange movements that I performed every now and then, to dodge tree branches. Bumped into sleeping cows, then took a detour to look .. uh .. normal to them.
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