Day 8
From Dulverton to Broomfield in hot sun! Phew it was hard work, especially after the previous days exertions. A passing Lycra clad cyclist shouted 'hi' and 'where are you headed' as he passed; when I said Scotland he slowed up and came back for a brief chat. Later on in the day a Landrover pulled alongside me and the driver thrust a couple of pound coins in my hand, it was the cyclist!
By six o'clock I made it to Broomfield which is five or six miles south west of Bridgwater. My good friend Sebastien picked me up from here to spend the evening and Sunday at his house resting. He will drop me off back at Broomfield before he goes to work on Monday morning.
We have now re-installed the infamous ordnance survey maps on my phone... yippeeee!!! no more walking countless miles on hard tarmac.