I lie watching the ever-changing scene in front of me, completly absorbed in the sorroundings..
I am in the deep woods, lying on the ground staring into the heart of a fire. And this is not just any old fire: it is my very own fire. Made by striking flint against steel, built on a cleared area on the forest floor from wood that we’ve gathered.
We navigate randomly following our instinct, the map and our compass, we know that we always find special spots. In nature the beauty is always present…Carrying only our 1man tent, a pot for cooking and the basics, we reconnect with nature.. touch it, feel it, play in it and sleep in it…

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