On a recent walk I passed these haystacks.
There’s something romantic about the notion of sleeping on a haystack. I think I’d prefer the experience in a barn but on a mild night I can imagine it being a lot of fun to climb to the top, lay out a sleeping bag and fall asleep under the stars.
The only drawback would be the danger involved in brewing up a cuppa tea in the morning!
4 thoughts on “Wild camp on a haystack?”
I often played in haystacks as a child. Need to watch and field mice of course if taking a snooze
That could be one big conflagration!
well yes, exactly!
me too . Loved to play on stacks when I was a child . Helped to make them with old fashioned sheaves of corn for a student job . Strict definition of this one is a straw stack . Hay from grass is much softer