I slept reasonably well got up and headed to the launderette.
I changed notes into 1/4s brought powder and put my clothes on to wash the timer said 30 mins. so I decided to wander back to town I want I yo the garage and grabbed a coffee and a bacon and egg muffin. pinged it in the microwave . paid and walked back to the launderette.
It was spacious and very clean. I woofed my muffin and drank my coffee as my clothes finished before popping them into the dryer.
Once done I walked back to the shelter and began to pack up. Once that was done .I took a shower. Omg it felt so good.
now I had wanted to visit the Italian restaurant for lunch which opened st 11 am but then someone said the shuttle can take one more. So the next minute I was putting my pack into.the back of his car.
I tipped him 5 bucks before hoisting my pack up and setting off down the trail.
it was fairly overcast and cool great for me as there were several large climbs first thing.
As I began my first climb the fog began to close in so you were unaware of your surroundings apart from the fact you were heading up. so pushed on and up surprised by my energy levels .
Then I heard a friendly voice , it was Bob.
Bob I thought that you would be in front of me..
“Well he said i needed to leave something at the last shelter.” he said
“I laughed, where is Zippy?”
“Behind ” Bob.said and then he disappeared into the mist.
After an hour I emerged at the top, but being foggy there was nothing to see.
So after a short spell of down it was the second up. This was steeper but I still seemed to race up it again emerging out into daylight. Sat on a rock were Bob and Silver Back.
Is it lunch time I asked putting down my pack. as we all ate and chatted the valley below suddenly appeared through the fog as the fog vanished. But as we finished and lifted our packs the view had once again been replaced by the fog.
I followed Bob down the trail watching him slowly inch away with silverback behind me.
Then Bob met the invisible man and so stopped to chat.
i past by him and sped on stopping a litre further ahead myself at the shelter sign. But it was a little off trail so I decided not to visit it.
As I stood decideding SilverBack came by.
What have you done with Bob I asked?
She laughed and pushed on.
I thought she had a good pace so I fell in behind and tracked her for several miles.
We eventually emerged onto a viewing area but this one had nothing to see. but I spied the trash so walked over to loose my rubish.
SilverBack hadn’t stopped so again I began to chase her down again and shortly caught her. I followed her for a while before she waved by.
The trail at this point was really lovely with a great tread meaning I could really push and push I did.
Then it appeared whoop whoop the “800′ Mile marker. as I was taking pictures halfway appeared it’s 800 miles I said to him whoop. After photo call I pushed on heading for the road and hoping that there maybe trail magic.
But as I crossed it I was sadly disappointed oh well would of been nice to drink a beer at the 800 mile
the next shelter marker appeared. which I ignored. and pushed on I was only going on for maybe another few miles but I was still flying so still pushed. As I was decending another hill I could see big dam and river . I wondered if I would cross it but then the trail changed directions . Ping went my watch alerting me to.the fact it was 4Pm . mm I thought I will get water next then I can. decide what to do .
I wasn’t long until a creek appeared I dropped my pack and filled 1 litre just in case. I then checked my map . 2.5 miles to the shelter. Is that all . I was surprised. I can do that . I hoisted up my pack and sett off with a new target. oddly I wasn’t tired , 2 miles to go then I came to clay . slippy slidy clay it was like this for at least a mile . I uttered obscenities under my breath as I fought to stay upright at last proper tread reappeared allowing me to push again. I was now following the river again and was about to cross over a bridge when I spied tents .
Snailtrainer someone called.
It was Bob Narley and Happy Feet. Oh my God ,I walked over to Bob Narley,s tent. “How’s your foot snail” he asked
” good thanks” I replied .
“Mine’s not , I got bit by a Spider.”
His foot did look swollen and sore.
That looks like it might need some attention i said before heading off to find a place to pitch my tent. I quickly put it up before hanging my rope ready for my food bag.
I grabbed my cooking gear and food and sat by the fire ring. Bob Narley was cooking his supper as Happy Feet joined us then Tree Beard arrived.
On the other side of the river were Robin Hood and Soul Man.
After supper I cleaned up then straight to bed
A very good day on trail
Miles. walked 20
mileage 20 miles
Remaining 1384 Miles