Old Man of Coniston

So I thought, oh, keep going, keep walking, keep pushing on.

So I started heading up the Old Man of Coniston because I decided to do the mountain route.

And as I was walking up this hill, there were so many nice camping places that I was walking past, but I was like a horse with blinkers on.

And I was thinking, no, just get to the top because then you don't have to do any incline tomorrow.

I'm thinking this could be one of the best wild camps ever.

It seems so nice.

It would wash away the previous memories of camping on the Old Man of Coniston.

I should camp here.