Saturday was going to be a really hard day as the bus wasn’t coming to around 9 am. That meant start walking near 10 am,or start early and walk the extra one and a half hours to the start. What ever way, I wasn’t looking forward to it. By what might have been devine intervention, my host Lew over heard me telling the other guests and offered to take me at 5.30 in the morning. I was most grateful. I made sure I left some beers in the fridge for him. This guy is a legend. His accommodation is above his fish and chip shop, so when his guests buy his fish and chips, he gives a 50 percent discount. And he’s a real character. He loves taking the piss out of people, and just enjoys himself. By the end of the day, I was very happy to have had that early start, as I reckon it was harder than yesterday, and I did struggle the last five kilometres. I’m lucky it was flat walking on roads. The night before I was able to put my drink bottles in Lew’s freezer, so I had cold water. The path was tough, crawling at one stage over balancing boulders and then almost ninty degrees straight up. I’m definitely looking forward to a day off tomorrow.