Foxes have a cry that sounds a lot like a small child in great pain. They seem to particularly love letting loose with this cry in the middle of the night. At 2 AM I popped awake to the sounds of screaming, spent a little while listening intently for footsteps, in case the madman who was torturing children in the woods was coming for me next (BTW, there's always the noise of something rustling about in the woods at night, and it's very easy to convince oneself that it's a madman coming for you). After a few minutes I managed to get my adrenaline level down and realize nothing was amiss, but it still took me a while to fall back asleep. At one point I tried one of the insomnia remedies I use at home, which was to listen to nature sounds through headphones, but it turned out that really wasn't an appropriate approach when the thing that had startled me in the first place was nature sounds. Instead I put on a podcast - my other nighttime balm dating back to the sleepless ...
One man's journey into the great outdoors of Washington, DC and its environs.