November - the days have started to get shorter and a little colder, the leaves of Britain's broad leaf trees turn from green to shades of orange, brown, and yellow. It can mean only one thing, Autumn is upon us. The year's penultimate season is one of my favourite times of year for outdoor activities, whether it's walking through the rustling leaf litter of the forest, or opening a tent to find crisp frozen ground. Colder temperatures warrant thick layers of clothing and the draw to a crackling camp fire is strong and primal.  It had been nearly a month since my last camp (see my Warbleton Farms post for more) and I was starting to get that itchy feeling that comes when you've had nothing but central heating and a comfortable bed for too long. I started to consider browsing Nearly Wild Camping for somewhere to spend a weekend away until my mind began to picture setting up and packing away our small three man tent in heavy rain and wind, and then spending an entire week...