After nearly a week of riding we're starting to settle into a routine.
Well, some people are. I'm by nature an early riser, however the average age of the group is in the sixties and I've discovered that people with time on their hands have nothing better to do than to go to bed early at 7:30pm (I kid you not) so they can get up at 5:00am to "avoid the heat of the day".
I'm struggling with that, however they're all so nice and polite.... I was sleeping outside last night (as a few people in the group do) and chose the groundsheet outside the van for my abode. I heard some rustling during the night I chose to ignore presuming it to be the usual stagger to the toilet for some poor unfortunate, but no. When I finally awoke I was surrounded by luggage. The buggers had dropped all their bags around me forming a "circle of wagons" display that any French museum would be proud of. And this was at 6:00am. I'm going to have to put some Night Nurse in the old codgers coffee.
Having said that it's now 8:40 and I've been lying down on my mat for 20 minutes writing this and I'm buggered up.
I've just been treated to the evening "Coyote Chorus". They sound quite close so I might not get much sleep.
By for now.



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