I’d hoped for a shop in Lunanhead but all I got was a park bench and a good enough phone signal to call Challenge Control.
It was good to walk with Markus for a couple of hours. Last time I saw him was last year when he wasn’t on the Challenge and he was going the wrong way out of Tomich. We walked into Friockheim together and had a beer before Markus pushed on to the coast.
I’m in another stealthy camp with a view of a barbed wire fence and two roads. The wind is the strongest I’ve had all crossing.