• Day 53a Esgair Fuwch-wen

    July 12 in Wales ⋅ 🌬 16 °C

    The strong wind throughout the night was still blowing strongly in the morning. It had partially pulled my double windward pegs out of the ground during the night. This explained why the tent had been flapping against my head much of the night. I had had my sleeping bag hood pulled over me to cushion the thrashing.

    400m across the moorland from my pitch I crossed through a small gate above the source of the river Severn. The fence line I had to follow southwards had paths worn on both east and west sides. The map suggested use the path on the east side. The west side path was the more worn of the two. Ahead on the east side I could see a tangential fence in the distance which looked like it did not have a crossing. I chose the west path.
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