Some photos from a couple years back with my best mate. Kings Wood, Kent, January, dead of winter. It was a hell of a lot colder than it looked (for the south of england anyway). Freezing our nuts off in bogstandard sleeping bags. Frying up local venison sausage and goose eggs in a trangia, hiking with far too heavy bags for miles. Good memories from a time when I was less stressed and had more money.
As you can see I am less than an amateur photographer, but I still really like some of these.