Imagine this. I get up early and go to the restaurant where a choice of breakfasts is made ready. After this I do a last minute check and then off to the 4x4. After climbing to about 5,000' and entering a lush valley surrounded by high mountains we stop. I hang my hammock and settle down while my driver sorts out a fire and makes me fresh tea. A little while later I am woken from my slumber to find that the fire has been stoked and lunch has been made for me from fresh locally sourced ingredients. After lunch my driver makes more fresh tea and I return to my hammock with a good book being gently rocked by the warm arid breeze. Mid afternoon more tea is made, the hammock is dropped and it's time to head back to camp for tea.
Whilst this has little to do with true bushcraft I just had to tell someone about how great it is being a remote medic in the Betwata Valley in Kurdistan. And I get paid for this too. I do help make the fires and go collecting for firewood whilst avoiding venomous snakes and scorpions and we do forage for fresh figs, pomegranates and almonds so I guess i'm doing a bit of the craft.
It's an amazing place to be and the valley we are in is used by farmers who live here through late spring to early autumn with their livestock. They pitch large tents by little waterfalls and exist alongside their animals. They live on goat and goat's cheese and milk. The grow tomatoes and cucumbers and are all very healthy. I feel privileged to be in the area and to witness these scenes.
just hoping I don't tread on any land mines before I head home.