It's a supermoon and finally in Weymouth - well two long miles away at my favourite campsite Eweleaze Farm. A long walk in heat with a very heavy rucksack then a panicked putting up a tent before darkness as helicopters appear and the whole site has to look as you struggle to put up your tent! Then I find the food has stopped at 9pm so have to make a midnight rissoto. After all that I am chilling on the beach like last year, drinking brandy and planning my trip and decompressing... Well I try to apart from weird people who come and wave at me. Clomp Clomp...

As usual train chaos and unusually an impending heatwave and a surprise festival means I jump on the train and head to Weymouth regardless, with a very heavy rucksack and a worrying feeling I will die on some headland carrying it...