Giggles surrounded the Doctor as he quietly walked through the trees and nature, hoping that the moon wasn't bright enough to draw attention to him. He smiles as he passes a half dozen tents with small shadow figures created by small fingers. He remembered being that jolly and happy once at the simplicity of life, friends, marshmallows and a camp out. Knowing it's unsafe he still remains watching the show on the tent two from his left. Once the show was over he steps away, sniffing in the salt water from the nearby lake, where he left the Tardis.
"What are you doing!?" Great. He turns with a smile to face a rather large man holding a frying pan.
"You some sorta perv!?"
"What!? No!"
"Then what are you doing?"
"My sh, I mean vehicle broke down and I was getting supplies!" Instantanially the Doctor jumps back as the man steps forward.
"There are no vehicle allowed anywhere for twelve miles!" He scrambles for an acceptable answer, kicking himself for leaving the psychic paper in the Tardis.
"Look!" He shouts pointing behind the man and as he turned he takes off in a sprint, glad he enjoyed running so much!