Today is Thomas’ well deserved day off and he woke to the sound the hippies cracking their breakfast beer at 0700.
As it was a Thursday and approaching the weekend, already the camp was getting busy with the constant sounds of people arriving and car doors slamming.
Thomas washed just in time to wave the bikers farewell and safe riding. On his days off, Thomas still felt the need to explore so set off by foot on a hike around the nearby lake.
There is always something to do whilst on the road he pondered whilst looking for the campsite, whether it be refuelling, packing, cleaning himself and the bike, maintaining Nomad, eating, sleeping and of course exploring and meeting the locals. It almost becomes a daily routine but in different parts of a country each day.
After the ball aching, arse numbing riding over the last few days, Thomas enjoyed his day off and stroll around the lake.
The campsite was situated high up in the National Park in a huge pine forest which seemed to stretch on for miles and miles. The restaurant was superb with excellent local produce and always served with a smile.
Unfortunately, the campsite now resembled a car park which had taken away its beautiful surroundings and Thomas felt tomorrow was the right time to move on (another beer cracked). He feared a sleepless night and struggled to keep warm on the damp forest floor.