30th JAN. HARESFIELD HILL to DRAKESTONE POINT nr. Dursley Golf Course

I did not sleep well, it had rained heavily all night and I had woke to find that ,due to the slope, I had rolled against the tent wall and my bag was damp.I shuffled toward J but was paranoid that I may roll over again. I woke numerous times.
I lay from 5 listening to the rain hit the tent. Got porridge going  at six. We were lucky the rain stopped around 6.15,  which meant we could pack up relative dry.
I climbed out and was amazed at the street lights below from Haresfield.J said he had see misty lights through the rain last night ,but I was to  intent on getting tent pitched to notice.
We were away with damp everything by 7.50.
We made our way up to Harefield Beacon, a grassy nobley out crop, with stone trig.
Much of today was walking on the edge of an escarpment with panoramic views below. Either that or walking through wind battered woodlands, a dead branch fell on my shoulder. Most of the route was good path , excellent walking.
We decended to Stroud, leaving route to get food and fuel supplies. We grabbed a wetherspoons breaky ,charged phone batteries for a spell before re joining the Way via the canal and up to Selsey.We faffed about a little, deciding to walk to Middleyard as opposed to taking the wind exposed common above. It was a very wind torn, tree battering day, and we walked a great route up PenHill.
Trees clung to the steep slopes, mainly beech, the tops were bare and exposed which we discovered onto of Coaley Peak picnic site. A long barrow,Nympsfields, was fairly  interesting .A fantastic vista of the severn and Wales stretched before us.A distance board said Hay Bluff was only 41 miles away...Offas Dyke days! Hard to believe we were that far west again.
We stopped to dry the tent and capes, flapping in the wind.At least the sun shone. It was actually a warmish day of 10 degrees, and we wore light fleece tops. I had to fix the tent, as stitching went.A couple of blokes flew radio controlled gliders .
We eventually got moving, following the edge of the escarpment , quite often under cotswold stone cliffs.
We eventually made our way up Cam Long Down , a bugger of a climb but well worth for views.
The wettest part of the day was on route to Dursley, cow hoof chewed up water logged land again....fun!
We finally got meths , the town feeling northern. We bought 4 litres of water from the supermarket, and then climbed steeply with the added weight to Dursley golf club.We debatteren taking the short route as walking the edge of the golf coursedid not sound fun, we did the walkto Drakestones Point, pitching on the point in failing light . The car lights of the M5 below, the Severn and Wales beyond, worth the longer route .
We ate a variety pack of custard creams before having our prawn rice tea.
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