A warm night filled with birds chirping, except for one hour of silence during the darkest time.
I know it well because I blow air into the mattress once in an hour. A leak. Spend a long time in the morning searching for the hole but fail to find it.
Most of the trail goes through open windy green and yellow fields. No clouds.
Porkuni lake beach is full of sunbathing people. I drown the mattress, don’t find the hole. Discover another moving part on the air cap. Screwing it tight helps. One test-night was too superficial.
Some more fields and wind and far-reaching views. Last stretch before the Raketibaasi (rocket base) campsite one has to follow white strips of plastic between clearcut areas. One piece of forest still stands, containing impressive thick spruces and blue violets. Some noice-making people at the campsite but luckily they leave before dark. Rockets moved out of here in 1978.
Most of the trail goes through open windy green and yellow fields. No clouds.
Porkuni lake beach is full of sunbathing people. I drown the mattress, don’t find the hole. Discover another moving part on the air cap. Screwing it tight helps. One test-night was too superficial.
Some more fields and wind and far-reaching views. Last stretch before the Raketibaasi (rocket base) campsite one has to follow white strips of plastic between clearcut areas. One piece of forest still stands, containing impressive thick spruces and blue violets. Some noice-making people at the campsite but luckily they leave before dark. Rockets moved out of here in 1978.
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