An early rise on our last day in Dent. Strange whine coming, it seemed, from somewhere in the roof. Decided I wouldn’t get back to sleep, so washed, dressed and had breakfast. From then it was loading bag after bag into the Blue car and then, Tetris style, packing things in where they would fit.
Drove toward Sedbergh and from there up, up and up over the hills through driving rain and eventually on to the M6 going north. Turned off again at Tebay for petrol. I almost had to take out a bank loan for that petrol. £1.68 for a litre of fuel is extortion and I needed quite a lot of those litres.
Back on the road we had some of the worst downpours I’ve been in. Almost everyone was down to 50mph on a 70mph road for a few miles before we cleared it. From there it was just an easy morning drive north. We drove through another downpour just before we turned off at Annandale services for a coffee, something to eat and a rest. I took the wrong turning from the services and was heading south again! My excuse is that I didn’t want to go home, I wanted the peace and quiet of Dent! The downside of the five mile detour to turn north again was that we had to pass that slow moving downpour twice more. Once coming off the M6 southbound and once going back north again. Eejit! From there it was easy. Just cruising at 68mph all the way to the M73 and home about 12.30pm. Emptied the car and started putting things away and being amazed at how high the grass had grown in a week.
Watched the qualifying for the Belgian GP but with very little interest in the race, because my head was still in Dent. The same thing happened three years ago when we returned from Valleyview, also in Cumbria. Maybe it’s Cumbria itself that has hooks in me!
PoD was some Honesty seedheads backlit, showing off the seeds.
Hoping for a restful day tomorrow. Hope the rest of the group are feeling better after a night’s sleep.