Wet, wet, wet.
Got a great early start in the mist and made great time but then the heavens opened. Hours of up and down walking on the downs in sheet rain that soaked through everything we had and filled one of Craig's boots with water. We found some refuge in a disused barn that was a bright spot. Indeed, we had covered a lot of ground by early afternoon. Early in the day we had climbed and descended a large hill that had army men training by running up and down it in full packs! Then later we passed a large group marching for charity who looked woefully underprepared for the deluge that followed. Incredibly after the weather had turned in the late afternoon and we finally stopped 18 miles later in a pub in Cocking to dry off, lone behold the charity walkers turned up! They offered a lift back to Petersfield and we offered a small donation. What could have been a rough day's walking actually turned out rather well.
The views when the weather broke were beautiful and we were able to dry our stuff at Craig's house in Petersfield in the evening. A pasta meal, a few beers and a big sleep. Day 3 over. 36 miles done.
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