So it only been a couple since I entered the proper desert and on the running front I have covered over 100km and remain on track… But its not been completely straight forward.
As always getting back on the road after a day off was tough. This was made slightly more difficult due to the extra weight I had to carry in water as I couldn’t rely on there being shop or the generosity of strangers.
The terrain air of reflected how hard it was for me. The beginning was a little hilly but as the day ticked by and I got into my groove things got easier and I managed to rack up the kilometres. At about 50km I stopped and sought somewhere relatively hidden and set up camp. There was no need to cook as a lorry driver had given me his lunch which I kept for dinner. I sat and munched my food while watching the sun set on the barren surroundings.
Up early this morning and something didn’t feel right… I think the donated food may no have agreed. I managed to get everything sorted and get on the road but it was a case of running to cover on a frequent basis. The trouble was that I needed food for fuel but my tummy had different ideas. This made progress slow and frustrating.
At times like these you have a choice. You either let the frustration and situation get the better of you or you just adapt and roll with the punches. With as much determination as I could muster I continued on, dashing to the bushes when necessary!
Luckily there were a few small settlements and shops so I could buy the odd coca-cola to power me on and settle the stomach.
Somehow I managed to cover another 50km and set up camp next to a couple of house, one of which tried to act as a shop. When I asked for a drink I was escorted to the bedroom where the couple proceeded to pull out bags from under their bed and offered me a small selection.
Tummy seems to have settled so hopefully I can cover the 45k to Sullana tomorrow.