Had reached applecross for a pint and fish n chips, then decided to bivvy myself under some overhanging rock not so far away. Was pishing it down and blowing and I was also pretty tipsy and bunged up with hayfever. At the time I had a very strange setup. One of those old bivvies/raincoats that Hilleberg used to make for the Swedish military. So i basically just rolled it into bivvy mode and threw myself under the rocks and said goodnight. Woke up next day realising I'd been resting my head on a giant bag of dog crap from the overflow of the bin that had apparently been not far from me. Maybe this doesn't count as I actually slept like a baby if I remember right. But the morning was grim. *Okay apparently they still make them: After that I never bivvied again.