Where's Bertie? He's in a roadside pull-in (layby would be too grand a description) not far from Shap. He's been here more than once before.
Weather: Gloriously sunny and low 20s as we left home. Fog upon arrival.
Back in the days when we both had office jobs, we would have thought nothing of starting a trip in an evening, but these days it's a highly non-standard thing for us to do. Our original plan had been to set out tomorrow morning, but that would have given us a whole day of driving and no time to do anything else. So, I pondered, why not drive half of the journey tonight, after my late-afternoon dentist's appointment was over? We'd leave once rush hour had subsided and with the long hours of daylight at this time of year, would arrive before the sun set.
Delayed by overnight road works (but fortunately making it through just before the complete closure and associated diversion came into effect), our journey was prolonged, but eventually we pulled off the M6 in the gloaming, with fingers crossed that our intended halt would be vacant. It was semi-vacant, with plenty of room for us. We've even managed to find a spot that's almost level.
That we are in fog doesn't bode well for cloud free summits on tomorrow's hills!
Weather: Gloriously sunny and low 20s as we left home. Fog upon arrival.
Back in the days when we both had office jobs, we would have thought nothing of starting a trip in an evening, but these days it's a highly non-standard thing for us to do. Our original plan had been to set out tomorrow morning, but that would have given us a whole day of driving and no time to do anything else. So, I pondered, why not drive half of the journey tonight, after my late-afternoon dentist's appointment was over? We'd leave once rush hour had subsided and with the long hours of daylight at this time of year, would arrive before the sun set.
Delayed by overnight road works (but fortunately making it through just before the complete closure and associated diversion came into effect), our journey was prolonged, but eventually we pulled off the M6 in the gloaming, with fingers crossed that our intended halt would be vacant. It was semi-vacant, with plenty of room for us. We've even managed to find a spot that's almost level.
That we are in fog doesn't bode well for cloud free summits on tomorrow's hills!
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