Reeling with anger and frustration, running the mornings events over and over in my head, I suddenly started feeling funny, with hot flashes and an agonising pain in my abdomen. I'd got an upset stomach and had to relieve myself behind a rock, cursing the cook as I used up the last of our toilet paper. 'I bet she poisoned me on purpose!' I said. Ed pointed out it was probably where she kept touching her phone, scratching her arse and then touching our food. Thanks for that. Feeling a little better but not 100%, we eventually got on to a paved road. It was the 140 'Warner Highway' and ran all the way to Lakeview, and eventually on to Medford. It was completely empty apart from a few passing vehicles, which was quite convenient as it was incredibly icy and slippery in places. My fingers and toes hurt from the cold, but I looked out over the wide open scenery and sweeping views to help take my mind off it. The miles seemed endless staying on the same road, so to break it up we stopped off in Adel, where the man in Fields had said he'd got a cheap room. We were only stopping for a hot chocolate, despite the temptation of a cheap warm bed. The man serving was really sweet, a far cry from the last lot, and he kindly gave us a free refill along with a warming smile. The scenery started to change from there. After riding through a valley, more trees and forest appeared, with the road becoming winding. It was dark by the time we arrived in Lakeview, but we managed to find a decent hotel where a lovely German guy was the manager. I was so pleased to be in the warm, and after a massive feast down at the local Mexican restaurant, we snuggled down in to what could possibly be the most comfortable bed we've ever slept in.