Kierans tyre change seemed to have solved the problem, but Arjuns blisters had not healed as hoped. We fell short on distance again, but did better than yesterday, and with sight of a garage in the distance and nice woodland near, we stopped to camp as it got dark. Kieran put his fleecy liner into his winter sleeping bag, and both of them into his summer sleeping bag. It was getting cold.
We watched a film and ate skittles, trying not to get too down about the awful start we’d had.