That nagging feeling...

You know when you leave home and you know you have forgotton to do something..  and for the life of it you can't think what it is.... 

Drove over 2 miles down the busiest road in Blackpool heading for the motorway...

I went walking with the Backpackers Club last weekend.  Forgot my Whisperlite's bottle.  Annoying and embarrassing.  If there hadn't been several other very generous members along with me, it would have been a show stopper.

I can see now that  it's going to be the thing I'm known for in future trips.  I can hardly wait...

I went out with the intention of camping, and after crossing al lthe Carneddau nearly, the weather was 'orrible and I though I will stay in a bothy instead of camp. Good job too as I found I had forgotten my gas! Very fortunately there were 2 people at the bothy who had made a fire with wood they lugged up, and I was able to heat my food in the pan on the fire. That would have eben so misurable eating cold semi cooked rice!

I always find myself forgetting sunglasses too, always! Or a sun hat.

I left my food bag in the car last winter on a long, exhausting walk. Deep heather and deep snow(yes snow). I've never been so knackered on a walk. I couldn't believe how quickly my energy reserves ran out and how difficult navigation became at the end as it was getting darker and colder. Now it's the first thing i make sure is in the sack before i leave the car in winter.

Matches!

Once on a wild and very damp backpack somewhere between Fort William and Ben Alder. Had to eat cold rice pudding and drink cold water for two days and two nights.

Also one time camped up on Cader Idris, but on that occasion another camper was on hand to save the day.

Had to call in home last night after work forgot my sleeping bag, got to site put tent up ,thought brew time ....now wheres me titanium mug/kettle .... Never mind I,ll go to the pub instead.

Breakfast was a bummer though.

Film!

The closest I'll ever get to the top of Mont Blanc (still quite a way from the summit I must admit!) and when I went to put a new film in the camera I found I'd been carrying an empty cannister.

Having carried our nearly two year old up Snowdon in perfect weather .... the camera was empty and we weren't carrying any spare film. 

Tent pegs! 

Big long drive from lancashire to the highlands.  Nice big walk into some mountains, find the perfect spot, get everything out and then realise I've forgotten the darn tent pegs!

Once when I was out flying to Norway, I'm on the local bus to the preston train station (for the airport train) and panic sets in. I couldn't remember if I packed my pegs.  I unpack the rucksack down to the tent, and they're not there.  I then proceed to unpack everything else on the platform and finally find them right at the bottom of the bag.  Still in a panic, I hastily re-pack everything and then find myself missing the darn train by a matter of seconds.

Car keys!

A winter walk in the Peak District where we were able to utilise two cars, only when we arrived at the second car I realised I'd left its keys behind, locked inside the first one, twelve miles away. We hitched back to Hartington in the pitch dark with just one easy lift!