Sunday was blessed with sunshine so I had to feel the fear and do it anyway. The fear of being caught. (I'm not a thrill-junkie but trespass is relevant to what I am doing in relation to exploring trans-gender.) It took ten minutes to ride out to the big development outside town but then an hour figuring out how to evade security which was parked up in vans at both ways I'd figured out I could get in (using google earth satellite maps). At one point I retreated up a bank and through some brambles pursued by a van after stumbling onto a road to a quarry and into the view of men in a van - and found myself in a field beside a garden centre with a dog training class in progress. I never would have believed so many people spend a Sunday afternoon attending dog training classes. I don't like confrontation so I was scared of being questioned and told to piss off and don't come back by 'authority figures' but resumed attempts to get in and eventually just fronte