At around midday the weather changed and it was a beautiful afternoon. I walked past a quarry along a nice path after leaving Castletown, where I looked in vain for a Raad ny Foillan guide in the tiny library but had a lovely chat. I was soaked through because my poncho was basically ripped apart by the wind but it was not cold at all and the sun dried at least a bit of my drenched body and boots. Unfortunately the path towards Port St. Mary wasn't a path at all, it was an endless walk along a very busy road, quite awful.