After two nights in the pit, I was very ready to go on, or at least find a flat spot for the tent.

At about five o’clock, the rain eased off and the thunder stopped. I quickly took down the tent and moved on. After exactly 404 metres according to the GPS, I heard a new thunder roar. Nowhere to set up the tent, so I just hid under some trees. It stopped after less than an hour.

It was getting late, so I went on quickly and found a good spot to set up the tent.

Frustrating to have walked only 7 kilometres in three days, but what can you do? At least I have learnt more about the life of Julius Caesar…

3 kilometres today