1½k further down the road, I pushed the bike up past the rubbish dump/landslide and camped on an old gravel path overlooking the Black Sea. With the rain coming, I was concerned with the lack of slope and no possibility to dig trenches, but I was running late so there were no alternatives. Just as I got in the tent, the rain came... and it rained. As my air mattress deflated (every 1-1½ hour since Turkmenistan), I woke up at midnight in 15cm water. Only possibility to pack all clothes and sleeping bag in my water proof bags and sleep in my bike and rain clothes....