We woke up from our overnight bivi spot on the Somerset Levels and threw open the back doors to reveal a mirror calm river - part of the Sowy River flood channels.
Matt was already in his shorts heading towards the banks, so I was compelled to follow. It was gloriously warm and refreshing and a fantastic was to start the day.
Matt soon left for work, so I got back inside my sleeping bag and got a brew on. Bliss. By lunchtime I’d reached the Jurassic Coast and had a lovely lunch with Norah and Henry.
By evening, I’d crossed the Tamar and arrived at Jenny’s just as a tray of hot pasties were being pulled from the oven.
Wally joined us for dinner, then we walked into town and along the beach for a good old natter, with a bit of seal spotting thrown in for good measure.
I bivied at Millendreath in a quiet and flat area after we watched a final burst of colour hit the horizon.
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