Dancing in the Rain

Epic times at work of late. All nighters spend with groups, re-pitching tents and working bloody hard on expedition. It's all fun though and keeps life interesting. Monday night in Exmoor was evil, I never realised the weather there could be so bad. An old couple in a caravan on the site we stayed at commented "I've been here for 27 years and thats the worse night I can remember". Tree's were down, roads flooded, tents broken. Add to the mix a puncture on my car and it seems Exmoor doesn't really like me. Bah humbug.