Sometimes you just get lucky.

As per Day 26, I am in a dump of a camp site and as night falls
realise there is no access to the river for water. I will have a 4k
round trip to get some in the dark. Off in the distance I can hear a
trail bike that gets louder and finally arrives in pitch black, head
lamp blazing. I had seen him blast past that afternoon and we had
exchanged a wave. He was back tracking his route looking for a
missing tool kit, had I seen it? He already knew that I was doing
the AAWT having bumped into the same fire break crew that I had spoken
to earlier. Long and short he offered to go fill up the wine bladder
for me. Thanks Ross, what a champ!

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