Packing

I was certain I had forgotten something. Sleeping bag, ground mat, water bottle, pants. I went through the kit list in my head, but by the time I reached the end of it, I was no longer sure about the things at the start. Waterproofs, wash kit, spare socks, sleeping bag. The pain of packing for someone else, for the excited little Beaver Scout you are responsible for: if it was for myself, I would say, it'll be fine, I'll make do. I would not check and re-check in the campsite car park. Even so, there had to be an end. I called myself content, and opened the back door of the empty car. I had left my excited little Beaver Scout on the sofa.