Day 66, 61km: by Amy

I was nervous about today. Mainly because for part of the route Chris had drawn his own road on the map in pencil under the pretence that he thought he'd seen it on google earth when we had Internet. The 'main' road we were on was already disintegrating in places and was empty save for the odd moped or minivan. A bad sign.

Chris got another big spider on his head getting out of the trees and we set off in thick mist. Thankfully the tarmac continued although it did deteriorate in quality as we followed it down a valley through lots of little villages. At the turn off where Chris had drawn the road on it turned into a mud track. Thankfully it was a sunny day.  We climbed a steep hill through tea plantations and passed the school run coming the other way (mainly Dads with children on the back of mud splattered mopeds). Over the pass we started to look for a camp spot (there were no towns for miles). Unfortunately every time Chris thought he'd found a place, a person would appear. There seemed to be an awful lot of people in the bushes near this tiny track! Eventually an hour and a half later he found a deserted old road and after 100m of bushwhacking through the undergrowth we found a perfect little flat clearing and settled down for the night.