Day 53

Miles: 174

A leisurely start this morning, basking in the dryness of a proper bed. It would be rude not to do our damnedest to turn the room into a pig sty, so we set about washing our thermarests in the bath and locating punctures. I even cracked out the sewing kit and fixed the thermarest bag. Domesticated or what? You wouldn't believe it after the state of that bath that's for sure. Chris managed to get some of his beer ridden clothes laundered and we were finally ready ...