Me too. It was an absolutely cracking run over leg 2, getting to Dunmail sometime around 2:30 am I think, made all the better at the roadside by Helen's much needed bacon sandwich. It was really humid coming off the tops (I was sweating like a pig on a stick) and I even had my own little flying zoo of moths, daddy long legs and other assorted bugs all flying around my headtorch coming down the side of Seat Sandal