In reply to mypyrex:
In a trench, once or twice or ...
In the back of a 1943 AEC 6x4 wrapped in camouflage nets at Linn of Dee in February.
In the cab of a digger at Slochd summit in the middle of a snow storm. (Cool. Not in a good way.)
On a ledge on an autostrada bridge between Aosta and Turin.
In a stubble field next to Haucourt CWGC cemetery. (The sun on the white stones in the morning was beautiful.)
Strasbourg station. (Not recommended.)
Menton beach (not really a hardship).
Slumped across the tank of a 250 Yamaha with my fingers tucked in the warm engine fins on a frosty night in an A1 layby in Lincolnshire.
On a rock slab beside the lochan in Coire an t-Sneachda on Christmas Eve.
On top of An Cabar (Wyvis) and covered with snow in the morning.
Schipol.
On a bench at Inverurie station, wrapped in four editions of the South China Morning Post, in -6C. (Cool. Not in a good way.)
Under the stars in the half-constructed CIC hut extension.
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