Weird, very surreal but lucid dream

I had a dream...

I don't often have dreams this vivid but this is the first time I've written it down.

I had to camp out on this very very windy mountainside in an alcove in the mountain. The wind was howling like mad. I struggled to keep all my stuff together because all my stuff was blowing everywhere. Some walker couple came past and he asked "You looking for something mate? You won't find anything here". I replied "No I'm just trying to get all my stuff together". He laughed and they carried on. I eventually managed to get it all together somewhat and found a nice not-as-windy corner. It was still blazing sunlight (or some sort of bright light) and I then slept for a bit in the dream, safe and warm in my black arctic sleeping bag (which I don't have in real life).

I "woke up" on the previous day before I went camping and I was asking someone how far the sea went up to the alcove (which was now a sea cave), he said all the way to the walls of the alcove. I then discussed with some women at a garage about how it went all the way to the roof. She was quite short sighted and asked if I looked attractive so she could introduce me to her daughter (?!). Then red wine was handed out and I talked about how I used to water it down to make it last longer (which I never have), there was a mixture of disbelief and "I do that too" from the gathered people. Some of the people I recognized from my old Whitehaven school...

I then went into the building which now kind of resembled a cross between the entrance to Hensingham Church and the a Post Office. I there met Katie Green from Keswick School (whom I haven't met for going on 4 years now) and her made up boyfriend (I eventually asked his name and was called Daniel) and wondered around with my mum, Ross (it may have been, but not sure who it was) and Katie looking for stuff.
I found this wooden puzzle cube and attempted to do it (since I'd had one before in real life and had memorized how to do it) but couldn't, at this point Nick came in and said "Give it here". I gave it to him and he promptly mashed it together and it broke. The cube (or what what left of it) had transformed into those little rubber puzzle pieces you use to make those small cubes in his hands. All the bits where broken on the floor so Nick and I picked them all up. We put them in this black velvet bag a shop assistant held out and were told rather sternly that we'd have to pay for it. Katie by this point had wondered over to the Post Office section.
So we went to customer services we were asked if we had clubcards. The assistant was a rather bitchy blonde girl. I said that Nick didn't so she turned to me and demanded my clubcard, I got confused since I didn't have one. Mum saved the day by giving hers. The assistant spat out the words "That's 17 pounds 95 for the broken merchandise" and smirked at us. Nick couldn't believe it and said "WHAT?! £17.95?!!?". "Yeh" she retorted. She was quite insulting so I started doing impressions of her and saying "Mong" at which point she called security. I glanced over at Katie and she was still at the Post Office. We all acted civilised and acted as if we were just waiting. Eventually this security guard (he looked like an atypical new york cop, complete with shirt and brown trousers, some coffee stains and a world weary face) came over and asked the assistant if we were southerners. "Nope we're northeners" I said. "What? Really? What part of the north?". "North west, Cumbria". The security guard said something unintelligible, so I said "pardon?", again I couldn't make out what he said. "Sorry could you say that again please?". "Could you not afford a proper holiday, and just came here?". "What? No we're just here to see friends". "Ok, well, don't get into any more trouble" and he left us.
I reunited with Katie and co and lost my mum, Nick and Ross, and went outside whereupon...

I woke up on a slightly different mountain alcove and had a view of the sky. I was on the phone to Jenni discussing how Daniel might be related to Emma (Ross' girlfriend) and that they had the same surname at one time but both had changed it. It got quite in depth and I can't remember how the conversation went. I then babbled about how the clouds were moving quite fast and kind of looked like black poodles (which they did, all black and fluffy). It was really weird, blue sky and small black clouds moving really fast. The scene faded and...

I woke up in a cross between the sea cave and the mountain alcove. I was trapped by the incoming tide in this cave. I checked at the mouth of the cave but it had been blocked by loads of sediment and rocks. I slowly walked backwards thinking "I'm going to die here, I'm actually going to drown!!!" and started to panic. I ripped off most of my heavy layers and started breathing deeply and fast and considered digging my way out through the sediment, when suddenly I spotted a wire fence to the left which led to the outside. I prayed "Thank you Jesus, thanks so much!!" which any sane person would. I scrambled out to check if there was enough time to save all my stuff. I managed to save 3 backpacks (one of which was ross' schoolbag) and two hiking rucksacks. some stuff had dropped in the water so I swam around trying to grab it. I grabbed my badminton racket and tried to grab two wooden tennis rackets using the badminton racket to nudge them closer. Didn't work. So I surfaced and hauled my stuff further inland, thankful I was alive.

I then heard a baby crying and dived back in. The cave had disappeared, replaced with a steep shoreline. I swam as fast as I could towards the baby, which was miraculously managing to cry out underwater. It was still in it's pram. I forced air into it and swam towards the surface. I managed to save it and began to wonder where it came from. I ran along the shoreline road and got faster and faster until I was riding a motor bike, I saw a mother with a double pram with a seat empty dialling on her mobile (supposedly for the emergency services, but she didn't seem to be too concerned) so I gave the baby back to her. She didn't seem that grateful so I continued along the road. For some reason my view zoomed out to show a view of Portugal all the way to Italy with flashing dots. It kind of looked like the Iberian peninsula but wasn't, but I knew it was of those two countries.

I was going along the dual carriageway (with no opposite carriageway) which resembled the one on the way to that Penrith place, Rheged. There were lots of cars and coned off places which I managed to ride around. I slowed down and realized that I didn't have any of my stuff. So I turned round and started to go back and thought "Damn my stuff's miles away, I don't want to have to go all that way back". Then I spotted my stuff in a grass clearing and presumed God must've moved it there for my convenience, again I thanked Him. I then proceeded to try and pack all my stuff into a rather nice looking white travel suitcase. I say try because some people began to walk over my bags and other stuff. I wasn't really that bothered.

I may have dreamt more, but it wasn't as vivid as the rest so has faded into nothing

I think I then woke up for real, dazed at the intensity of this dream and how it still lingers after half an hour of trying to get it down. I'm still going backwards and forwards adding bits I remember.