Day 2 - East Horsley to Hayling Island
I had an amazing night's sleep last night. I only woke up once as some bloke near me was having a coughing fit. I just had time to reflect on how cosy my new sleeping bag is before falling back to sleep.
I woke up around 6 and got up pretty promptly. I had a wash and made some coffee, before repacking all my stuff. I completely changed my packing system for maximum efficiency. When I packed before leaving I'd put stuff all over the place, now all related items are together.
I set off some time after 8 and followed the track on my GPS. Lots of quiet lanes, lots of roads that were "Closed" for road works that weren't actually closed at all. Oh and quite a lot of hills! In fact it was up and down pretty much right from the off. There were a fair few early morning cyclists out and I chatted to a few as they came passed me. Obviously I was slower than most due to lugging about 8000 kilos of luggage. One women was interested in how much underwear I had packed which I found a bit odd!
I was starting to get a bit peckish as I'd only had a few cookies I had left over from yesterday for breakfast, so I stopped in Haslemere in search of pork pies and monster munch! Unfortunately Haslemere is too posh to have any establishments selling such things, so I went to Waitrose and got some sandwiches and snacks that rivalled yesterday's lunch on the ponce index.
I carried on through the hills in warm sunshine and made good progress. I was feeling hungry again pretty quickly and eventually found a petrol station that sold the items I desired. Two pork pies, a big bag of monster munch and a Yorkie bar. That's more like it! I was going to take a photo of this feast, but I'd eaten it all before I could get my phone out of my pocket!
There were a couple of killer hills before a lovely long descent that took me to the more built-up areas I needed to get through to get to Hayling Island. The traffic was horrendous. No idea why it was so busy. But anyway, I navigated my way on to Hayling and found the campsite I wanted to stay at. I actually rode straight past it and busted out out a few extra miles before I noticed there was no longer a magic purple line of destiny on my GPS, so I turned around and retraced my steps back to the campsite.
Said campsite is OK, a little overpriced perhaps, but the showers are warm and wet and there are eating establishments nearby. And that's where I am now. I'm having Scampi followed by Rhubarb and Apple crumble.
Tomorrow I have to be up super early to catch my ferry, so an early night for me tonight. I shall get breakfast on the ferry. Hopefully starting my PAC count!