It was a late start from the hotel, around mid-day so only managed 53km to a point on the A 525 some 20 km east of Benavente. So, having camped down a farm track well away from the main road I am snuggling into my sleeping bag for the night and looking for my pillow (aka down jacket). I realise that it is hanging in the wardrobe of the hotel. Bugger!
Now this jacket, apart from being pretty expensive, is on my list of essential items. So, the plan for tomorrow is to hide all my kit in a hedge and cycle 'unladen' the 53km back to the hotel and hope my jacket was still there. I guess you do make your own luck.......Mr Forgetful!
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