Last time I slept in a tent was in the scouts. That was a long time before the internet, and I reckon packing was a lot simpler then. Anyway, I have enough kit with me to lie in my tent listening to the rain and the thunder and write this post.
My Dad got me here in good time today (thanks!), arriving around 4, despite the usual GPS-postcode battle. Perhaps a dozen people were here by then out of a total of 74.
It's very well organised, with numbered tents and all the necessary facilities - though it's by no means luxurious, and shouldn't be. However, the promised pasta dinner turned out to be all manner of roast meat as well, and a generous provision of fresh vegetables.
The ride tomorrow will be tough, but the weather is supposed to clear overnight.
One challenge is to remember where all my stuff is, since there are so many different bags and the participants have to take down their own tents before breakfast - eek.
5am awakening tomorrow....
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