First light snow.

The major way in which this journey differs from what I had imagined is in how rarely I now sleep outside. Nights out are not restful - it's cold, the inside of the bivvy bag gets wet, there are people and cars, and I always feel like I'm trespassing - it's not like in the mountains. But the cost of nights in b&bs and hotels is adding up. Two days ago it snowed for the first time. I was happy, even after 6 hours - it made this feel more like an adventure, and less like a long and expensive dog walk.