Grey and breezy. 14C.
Started near the day’s end checkpoint. My job is to patrol the drover’s paths and pick up any strays. It’s an easier day for me, good because I’m now getting tired. 17km walking yesterday and 77 miles on the bike Sunday. It adds up you know.​

Fallen tree in Biggin Dale.

 If I can keep it under 8 miles today, I can recover.
In contrast to yesterday, the bronze groups got through their routes much faster. We were left with time to kill at the visitor centre. So cups of tea were drank and tents laid out in the sunshine to dry. If they’re dry, the kids don’t have to take them home to dry. Win-win.