Opening the front door in the morning light I was greeted by the sight of several pigs splashing about in the water, obviously enjoying their freedom from the night of skeleton attacks.
I set off along the grassy banks of the river, enjoying the scenery as I went.
At one point I passed a pit with a couple of pigs trapped helplessly in the bottom.
Sorry piggies, there was no time to stop and rescue you. I was on a mission. Eventually the wooded, grassy area ended and I was back in the desert, passing by the village I visited recently on the other side.
I didn't linger here but headed deeper into this territory. Ahead I could see some fascinating rocky structures which I wondered if I'd be passing any time soon.
It soon transpired that I wouldn't have to wait long. My route around the coastline took me into the mountainous zone and I was once again hopping along the base of cliffs.
I managed to get a good view of the crazy rock formations before heading down a river inland.
At the end of the river I found a waterfall pouring from a mountainside into a small pool which was full of sheep playing together in the fading light.
Fairly soon the pool was still full of sheep, but they were sheep minus their woolly coats, and I was a whole lot of wool richer. It was, however, very dark by now. I quickly dug into the hillside, threw down a bed and slept the night.
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