The Trail - Counting Crows

You maybe thinking what is he babbling on about now.
Well i'll do my best to explain.
Setting yourself off to sleep in a tent is not the easiest of tasks, esp when you haven't got 12" walls to reduce the noise levels from outside and a thermostat to adjust the heating.
The paper thin extremities of a tent lets you hear everything, and I mean everything, from the gentle rumble of the cars on the distant road, to the sound of what appears to be a bear knawing on its own arm from the tent next to you. So unless you have eardefenders on (earplugs don't work) you could be in for a inconsistent sleep pattern.
Once off in the land of nod though, it still isn't plain sailing from there. It gets to about 4am when the birds start singing their morning songs, and that can be quite threaputic, but they are swiftly interupted by the delightful scream of crows to which echos in the surrounding hills. This is not so much an alarm call but a constant annoyance to which you have no snooze button.
I shall leave it there for this insight of "The Trail"
Updates to follow :-)