So it's day four. It's the start of the second stage of the Arlandway and all I can say is I'm very tired. My decision-making is slow. I'm clumsy, I keep dropping stuff and today is the fourth day. And the fourth day is normally. If you're going to quit, you're going to quit in the fourth day. You know, I have no intention to quit in, but I tell you what, my body is not good at the moment. But I've got a mountain to climb, literally. Section two of the Barra Brefneryue is Schligeil-Toch-Mischgrie. Starting where I left off in Kekel, it's a long slog and then a 500 meters scent to reach Guggenbarra on the other side. Next, you pass through the villages of Balnegari and Balavorne, but for a rounding, Mulleneganesh and the knees, wind farms. Once you reach Milstrich, this signifies the end of this section. John, back there was a welcome distraction from the walk. I will, yeah. You will make it out. There's about five hours normal trek. You will make it out. You'll be there for you, and you'll be there for your dinner tonight. Really struggling getting up there. Foot was very sore. Left foot. I had to untie it and try and alleviate some of the pressure. Strange enough, I was seeing an angel. Grace, your angel is working a treat at the moment because talking to John was exactly the pick up I needed, really. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hold on, hold on, hold on a second. I've just got to switch off the camera. Hold on. Sorry, it's my dad. You find the strangest things in the Ireland way. And it was to get even stranger as I stumbled across a spooky looking abandoned building. The two blisters on my feet with every single step have ached, but I've still managed to get on. But now I've got to get over that. Now this is something I wasn't expecting. It's a little less OS stuff, because anybody gets into bother. A lovely little shelter, a lovely little area. Absolutely gorgeous. Luckily enough thought I don't need it today, not yet, anyway. Through grish and determination, I had made it. Staring out at the coast for what would be the last time in a while had left me in a reflective mood. With the wind picking up and a chill in the air, it was time to get down to Guggenbara. On the way down my feet were really staring at feeling downward pressure into the boots. The pain was horrible. I decided to chance my arm and stay the night in the Guggenbara hotel. I really recommend staying here as the wonderful staff and the really lovely owners were very accommodating. I was able to rest up and try to soothe my sorry feet. So exactly what I didn't want today, rolled in rain. After hobbling for 13 kilometers, I would many stops. I finally made it to Balne Geary, where the incredibly warm locals went out of their way, not only to lift my spirits, but also to find me a place to stay. And so I was forced to take a two day convalescence. But I was lucky enough to stay a two day convalescence. And so I was forced to take a two day convalescence. But I was lucky enough to stay a tearless berdoga, a real hidden gem in the hairs of cork. Another massive bonus for me was that my partner, the amazing IFA, came down for the weekend and really helped me out. We decided to take a trip back and rejuvenate at Guggenbara. So I'm here rejuvenating at Guggenbara. It's just amazing scenic, beautifully serene place. It refreshes something in you, it refreshes your spirit and something amazing and relaxing about it. I'm not too sure if I'm annoyed by the obstacle that was put in the way or the complexity of the ingenuity of the farmer trying to keep his gait close. So it was the three boys indeed. Tell you what, you got to love, you got to love when stuff like that happens. And the first guy came, was Michael. I was from New York, the split, Scott and Scott, and I was born here. Born here in the tortilla de somber 1940. Quite a cold month to be born. Next thing is for him to come on the bike. The two of them are there talking, he happened to it. Should I build this thing? Next thing, the lovely deer dragon. I can't remember his name, no. Next thing they all came out and they were so welcoming, so lovely. Great old crack to talk to. Do you know each other well then? I do not hear that, that's true. What do you do? Is there any water? No, no, no, no. That's what adventures like this are all about. That's what they're all about. They're all about meeting people like that. You want power for that? I'm just enjoying the moments that come. Once I reached Balavorni, I took a break at the Abbey Hotel, where I got my next stamp. Chilly morning was the last morning of this walk. Race against time last night. Had to camp in the woods, but there's a couple of signs missing just outside Balavorni. So if they're still missing, be careful. But yeah, cold morning. So let's get to the administration. I also had picked up an additional war wound. So my foot situation at the moment. The blue wedgie things I had originally in, but I needed the extra pad. I have that in both. And then I tried to change my boot strap because this part here was hurting my toll. I was killing my toll salt. I had to, yeah, but that's there. I know the midgies are attacking me, so I got to get out of here quickly. Battered, bloodied and blistered, I finally made it to Milstreet.