Windy weather!

Disclaimer: as usual not mine!

Here I am on a planet with tons of interesting 'rocks' (got I'm starting to sound like jack!) and the only place I want to be is at home! Sounds daft I know, I ridicule myself about it, but of all the things that are good here, the interesting rocks, the friendly locals, it is the weather that is the problem!

It's windy. Ok not something a grown man should be scared of, but I am! But I think you may misunderstand me, it's not the playful breeze that flies a kite, or a strong autumn wind that blows the leaves into swirling masses, it's the severe winds, that can knock over the strongest of men, that can pull up trees which have grown for hundreds of years! This is what scares me.

As I lie here in my tent on the edge of a forest, it unnerves me. It's windy. The trees are creaking! Threatening to fall. I pull my sleeping bag tighter to me, not like it'd protect me, but it's a comfort, I'm wishing I was back at home curled up in bed… but I'm not. And the only thing that has stopped me from running my terrified behind through the stargate is that I know that jack is out there, on watch, only metres from where I lie, I haven't know him for long but u still know that he would let nothing happen to any of us. It's a comfort, a small one, but still a comfort.