I woke up early at my chosen campsite in Westmeston. In fact, I was probably awake before this… Following a peaceful night’s sleep, undisturbed by the neighbouring horse and, thankfully, no midnight dash to the toilet and its bucket!
This would be my final full day along the South Downs Way, leading to my final and fifth consecutive night of camping.
I’d walked close to twenty-miles on this day, before finally arriving at my pitch for the evening. Up on Ditchling Beacon, the rain had finally come in and, even along my descent towards the next village, I could not escape it in time.
While there would be no wild camping involved on this night, there’s a bit of a story to tell on where I stayed…
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With three days behind me, I crossing the halfway point in my expedition along the South Downs Way. This one would develop in to a stand-out occasion in my series.
Having braved and survived the woodland scene of my first ever wild camp, I was up and packing early the next morning; ready for breakfast and the beginning of a new day on this promising National Trail.
This walk had originally been forecast to last a good nineteen miles. But, having walked on a bit further than intended the night before, I was looking forward to a reduced duration.
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