Well turns out the lack of food, hot drinks, warm clothing, or anything that would be useful for a night in a tent in April, makes a good night sleep a pipe dream, if I could dream.

On the bright side, it is so nice to be woken up by the dawn chorus. The view when I finally forced myself up made it nearly worth it.

Definitely needed a comb, as throughout the night, the condensation was dripping on my head, so I was not presentable, and in fact I probably scared people on my bus journey home.

On that note, I am kinda sold on the whole bus idea, I will see how much they charge me, as I tapped on tapped off. The route goes past Ashurst, so my two fav campsites on one route.