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It was very hard to climb out of my duck down sleeping bag and into the windy cold damp morning at 06:30, but the iron rule of wild camping is that you rise and strike camp at dawn. Luckily my last minute impulse buy of a synthetic down soft shell jacket was more than up to the job of coddling my spirit until I'd got a mug of (admittedly) instant coffee heated. I wasnt hungry when I got up, but by the time the tent was packed I was more than ready for a lazy breakfast of muesli and orange juice

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