More good paths, but also a lot of road. We rang round every campsite in the vicinity of where we were walking, but the coast mentality had taken over – no horses. In the end we camped behind a football pitch, but waited until it was dark. All in all a fairly stressful and uncomfortable night, particularly because we were next to the motorway and the traffic did not cease. Noticed that the area breeds fitness freaks and 90% of the town is given over to football pitches, running tracks and other sporty pursuits – is there a reason for this? Must ask Wikipedia. Nellie was exceptionally good.
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