Spirits are high. Phill's tent has turned out to be the size of my house, the gazebo and awning by the camper van create a homely living area, and spag bol is cooking on the stove.
It was a bit rainy on the way down, and a bit up and downy too. I'm sure the hills will have eroded by the morning though. The camp is calm for the riders with everyone else rushing round us. We have beer. Currently, Jon and Phill are comparing their shaven legs.
More tomorrow, as there isn't much exciting to report yet!
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