Woke up and expected an early start. not so... left the hotel at 8:30. Will have to remedy this. Got 1 km down the road and noticed my front right rack was looking suspicously skew. Stopped in a neighbouring cafe, and proceeded to take apart the rack, seems one nut wasn't tightened properly, something i should have checked. Anyway put in back, secured it with extra reinforcments (duct tape and cable ties) and after 2 hours continue on my ways. 10km down the road reach the Great Wall, oh how i love the great wall. stop again at a neighbouring cafe for some refreshments and a good look at the wall, when i bump into an Aussie. spend the next 3 hours chatting to Harry and eating lunch. 
 
After leaving the cafe, experience what the chinese call 'longest hill ever' (roughly translated). This little brute went on for 15km, a difficult task when ladden with 30 kg of extra weight on the old bike. Needless to say, by the top had extinguished my supply of water, and started to profusly sweat blood. Eventually get to the top, dribble into a near town, and resupply. continued on my way until couldnt turn the pedals over anymore, bundabashed my way into a field and embarked on my first forray into camping and tent construction. As it was up, dove in and passed out. Yassus, i smelt in the morning.