After yesterdays wetness we were hoping for a drier day & indeed we got a driER day - just not as dry as we would've liked. We chose a truncated route, out to the Lake District & back, the traffic through the main tripper area wasn't heavy, but it was slow - at it's worst following a camper at 20mph along a lovely winding 60 limit road for ten miles, only to have it pull over to let traffic pass at the very spot where we turned off the road - there may have been a little bad language.
But before this we stopped at the Aira Force tea rooms - it's national Trust so £6 for 2hrs parking! We found the café & fortunately it was dry enough to sit outside.
But before that we had to pass over Tan Hill. Usually this is very pleasant, today would be more of a challenge.
You can see the problem here - not the sheep, the clouds cloaking the hill top, we carried on in roughly that direction until the sky darkened & the road narrowed.......
......the horizon vanished & the temperature dropped. At this stage the hood & the heater were very much ON.
Things LOOMED at us out of the fog, by now were were obviously going pretty slow & the few folk we saw were looking at us even stranger than usual.
By now we were in what a pilot would call "Instrument Flying Conditions" looking at the SatNav to determine which way the road went & then looking for that feature in the road ahead. At some point we must've past the Tan Hill Inn, but it wasn't at all obvious, then we felt rather than saw the down gradient & suddenly we were out of the bottom of it & could SEE.
At some point on the way back I'd got separated from the others & as I trundled along a familiar shape appeared in a Quarry entrance.
Richard was having throttle cable trouble, so while I knew he was perfectly capable of fixing it & would have everything he needed, I pulled over because I don't like the last person to be driving on their own - just in case.
So I was the last back to the hotel, but we'd had an adventure.
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