On the final day of Juneathon I decided to do a loop around the campsite without being able to remember how long a loop it was. Turns out that it was shorter than if I’d done the out and back that I first thought of. So I added a bit on and made it 3 miles.
And then I got back to the tent and not only did I discover the meaning of life…
…but there at the side of the tent was the bloody Ark of the Covenant*!
Which was nice.
*May not be the real actual Ark of the Covenant**
**No Lego mini figures were harmed in the making of this blog