Day two of my trek. I left behind my two colleagues and made today’s venture on my own. This took me towards Woodhall. There was no need to hide from any Black Riders like Frodo had to. I did hear a shreak at one point, but I am assuming that was just birds. Gulp!
Journeys end was the abandoned elf camp at 33.4s, 66.1w. Could this be the very same camp where the company met Gildor? I can’t be sure, although I did manage to share a laugh and joke with an elf companion of my own. I did miss Rubyrae though. Maybe she has spent the day baking me a nice treat before continuing my journey tomorrow!