After last nights storms today is again bright and inviting us to walk on.

However we soon find that today is nit going to be like our previous days if walking. For our friend of the shaded track has turned against us and the demon of the hot tar road is now our friend. For the rain of last night has mixed with the clay of the tracks to form a tacky, slippery goo that sticks to our shoes transporting us back to the 60’s by creating planform boots for us.

The shadows also harbour an unseen horror waiting to attack. While stopped debating whether to continue on or to retreat to find another route we are atracked by millions of moquitoes.

The demons of yesterday dry the mud on our boots and deter to mossies and provide us some salvage from our new demons.