After spending weeks preparing his motor home for his first adventure out into the wildeness. Dogman ended up having a difficult time and may forever be traumatised and scared for life by his experience, both physically and mentally.
After 30 mins driving the van it was nicknamed 'Brian the Snail' when all it would reach was an amazing top speed of 55 mph. With radio blaring there was still the need of ear-defenders to drown out the loud engine noise. This wasnt enough to drown out a constant beeping somewhere in the background. Both Dogman and missus searched over the next few days for the source of this beeping Having fitted a new inverter he could only think that it was this, after having checked all his electrics. Only to eventually discover that is was his pager in his glove box beeping to show low battery.
After going through Blackpool his first stop over was in Fleetwood, all seemed to be well . A white van slowly cruised around the carpark making Mrs dogman very nervous as the guys where smiling at her as she leaned out the window having a cig. The smiles turned to misery as the guys realised Mr Dogman was also present in the van. Mrs Dogman then decided it wasnt safe there, as she had visions of rape and pillaging.
Next day the Dogmans headed for the Lake District, having been told of a good place to wild camp at Eskwaite Water near Hawkshead. Although having a tom tom Dogman still didnt manage to locate the said location, he drove around the lake 3 times in total. He ended up in Conniston and settled in for the night. Dogman found somewhere with a low wall, thinking it would be ideal and save him having to put his step out. His thinking in this would be to just step on the wall as he exited his van. That night after managing to cook a nice meal on his skillet lol, mr and mrs dogman exhausted decided to turn in for the night. The night went like this. A constant barage of people beeping their horns as they went past. By the time it got to 5am Dogman had had enough of this beeping and as a motorcylist went past and banged on the van, he thought enough was enough. As Brian the Snail had no hope in catching this biker, Dogman thought he would do better chasing him by foot. So in temper after having so little sleep he decided to take action. He jumped up and had the good idea of putting his slippers on. He throws open the van door steps down on the low wall. Forgetting it had been raining and the said wall was slippy, Dogman slips between the wall and the van. With a gash the full length of his shin, huring abuse at the biker who was long gone. He decided that this van has got to go. So on prompt return to Liverpool the said van is now up for sale. Only one careful owner
After 30 mins driving the van it was nicknamed 'Brian the Snail' when all it would reach was an amazing top speed of 55 mph. With radio blaring there was still the need of ear-defenders to drown out the loud engine noise. This wasnt enough to drown out a constant beeping somewhere in the background. Both Dogman and missus searched over the next few days for the source of this beeping Having fitted a new inverter he could only think that it was this, after having checked all his electrics. Only to eventually discover that is was his pager in his glove box beeping to show low battery.
After going through Blackpool his first stop over was in Fleetwood, all seemed to be well . A white van slowly cruised around the carpark making Mrs dogman very nervous as the guys where smiling at her as she leaned out the window having a cig. The smiles turned to misery as the guys realised Mr Dogman was also present in the van. Mrs Dogman then decided it wasnt safe there, as she had visions of rape and pillaging.
Next day the Dogmans headed for the Lake District, having been told of a good place to wild camp at Eskwaite Water near Hawkshead. Although having a tom tom Dogman still didnt manage to locate the said location, he drove around the lake 3 times in total. He ended up in Conniston and settled in for the night. Dogman found somewhere with a low wall, thinking it would be ideal and save him having to put his step out. His thinking in this would be to just step on the wall as he exited his van. That night after managing to cook a nice meal on his skillet lol, mr and mrs dogman exhausted decided to turn in for the night. The night went like this. A constant barage of people beeping their horns as they went past. By the time it got to 5am Dogman had had enough of this beeping and as a motorcylist went past and banged on the van, he thought enough was enough. As Brian the Snail had no hope in catching this biker, Dogman thought he would do better chasing him by foot. So in temper after having so little sleep he decided to take action. He jumped up and had the good idea of putting his slippers on. He throws open the van door steps down on the low wall. Forgetting it had been raining and the said wall was slippy, Dogman slips between the wall and the van. With a gash the full length of his shin, huring abuse at the biker who was long gone. He decided that this van has got to go. So on prompt return to Liverpool the said van is now up for sale. Only one careful owner