*it being Sunday that I'm writing this, in case people are looking at this during the week and scratching their heads!*Ho-hum, it's lashing down with autumn rain at the moment here in Edinburgh and just been out to get bits and pieces and got soaked just walking between car and various places.
I'm sure in earlier times, unless you really had to, you would have found a dry a spot as possible and just stay put.
Also, though, in earlier Scottish times, I would have only been allowed to walk out to the kirk I'm sure and not been allowed to have done anything as sinful as buy a pint of milk.
Cigars...I've camped in the highlands and I say to any with the intention to do so - bugger that. Even a tent can't protect you from a predator that is able to take down the sturdiest of lifeforms - the midge.
Midges are like tiny flying piranhas. Highland midges are like tiny flying great white sharks.You don't have to visit the Highlands to get eaten by midges, if you feel so inclined.
Probably worth ment
Maybe the midges flew into your cloud of smoke and started gazing up at the stars too. Just think yourself lucky they didn't get the munchies
There's always the old bear/tiger trick. i.e. if you meet one of them never try to out-run them by scarpering. Only make sure that you can out-run someone else. In this case it's genetics - I'm pretty sure some people are a magnet for the midge clan because of smell or some other attractive feature and they will go for them instead of you
I'm sure someone once told me that they hung up sweaty socks and used underwear to act as a lure-decoy for midges and the like. I've never tried it and I'm not sure anyone/thing needs to see my unmentionables...