I knelt on the dry peat away from all trace of humans. I begin to pitch my tent, pausing only to breath in the mountain air and let my eyes feast on the views.
A new sensation.
I look down and there, between my legs and neatly placed on the only spot that lacks midge spray is a mosquito!?
The sensation is one I never wish to experience again and I am now filled with feelings of gloom as I await the days of itchy scrotum to come!