Then a crackling thunder ripped the sky open and it began to pour down. I picked up the pace for the last mile to Victoria Bridge and put my tent up in a relentless rain.
Everything was wet apart from my sleeping bag and air matress and my shirt and pants. All night I lay still hoping I wouldn't roll over in my sleep and soak my sleeping bag on the wet floor of the tent. I mean the floor was wet, there were little puddles.
But this morning was good. I had managed to stay dry and my feet felt good. I mean really good. Not fixed but definitely on the mend and ready for running.
The rain stayed off for long enough to let me towel dry the inside of the tent and I got going over the hill.
At Bridge of Orchy I decided that the hotel was too posh for breakfast and jogwalked on to Tyndrum where I've just had a mega double bacon cheeseburger with chips, coleslaw and salad at Paddy's Bar. £7.50 - bargain.
It's well into the afternoon now so I better finish my tea and head out to get the miles done.
More later.
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