We leave our campsite in the mist of the early morning and follow an old railway track to the road. We follow the trail through old farm land which has now been reforested - but the stone fences remain. Everytime I see a fence I think - look how much work went into that! We come to a lake - Lake Canopus - where the resident lifeguard rakes the sand.
At the shelter, there are two new section hikers who have just started walking and can only walk 8 miles a day, and a hiker with a loud voice on his mobile phone. Red Lobster, Serentina and LJ (London Jo) arrive to share the campsite with us. The most memorable part of the camp site is the old hand water pump which enables water to be pumped to the surface - we are very appreciative - water is still a scarce commodity despite the rain over the last few days.
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