{"id":887,"date":"2011-08-08T10:12:34","date_gmt":"2011-08-08T17:12:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.obliquepanic.net\/?p=887"},"modified":"2022-11-16T19:01:03","modified_gmt":"2022-11-16T19:01:03","slug":"back-in-sunny-england","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/uncategorized\/back-in-sunny-england\/","title":{"rendered":"Back in sunny England"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Another five hours or was it four &#8211; it\u2019s impossible to tell though my knees and right index finger were painful &#8211; ride took me safely over the border back to Cumbria where though it\u2019s blustery (a breezy day is what BBC news said on the large tv at the M6 service station where I surrendered to batter and chips and beans &#8211; the TV also showed the infamous London riots where people looted sportswear and TVs) The sun is shining brightly. But there are dark clouds and those vertical lines way off on the north that tell you it\u2019s raining. It really is blowing here. I\u2019ve put the tent up against a low wall and some bushes in the direction of the wind and banged those pegs in hard with a rock from the wall. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I don&#8217;t have the energy to drive down to buy some dinner. I have enough here and some beer and lovely coffee for the morning assuming I can get the stove to light in this gale.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-photo is-provider-flickr wp-block-embed-flickr\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<a href=\"https:\/\/flic.kr\/p\/aby94u\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/6065\/6026646570_be15391b25_z.jpg\" alt=\"Gallows Hill campsite, Cumbria\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" \/><\/a>\n<\/div><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Camping close to the wall<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-photo is-provider-flickr wp-block-embed-flickr\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<a href=\"https:\/\/flic.kr\/p\/aby8R7\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/6068\/6026645852_744826c337_c.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_5407\" width=\"600\" height=\"800\" \/><\/a>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-photo is-provider-flickr wp-block-embed-flickr\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<a href=\"https:\/\/flic.kr\/p\/aby9eG\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/live.staticflickr.com\/6132\/6026647162_362c44f6cf_z.jpg\" alt=\"IMG_5414\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" \/><\/a>\n<\/div><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Look it isn&#8217;t raining<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><br>My thought about Scotland is that it is so rugged. It is rewarding but you have to pay a high price and with travelling by bike, living in a tent and solitude there is little to bulwark you against the rain and midge attacks. Maybe I would go back but in a decent car and with company. (I keep telling a BIG fly not to keep coming back in here (my vestibule) but he won&#8217;t listen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><br>Tomorrow is simple; 12 miles on the A66 to Scotch Corner then straight down the A1 almost to home. Let&#8217;s hope it&#8217;s not too gusty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Stats:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-table\"><table><tbody><tr><td>Miles 225.3<\/td><td>Average 45.2<\/td><td>Max speed 85<\/td><td>Hours ridden 5<\/td><\/tr><\/tbody><\/table><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Another five hours or was it four &#8211; it\u2019s impossible to tell though my knees and right index finger were painful &#8211; ride took me safely over the border back to Cumbria where though it\u2019s blustery (a breezy day is what BBC news said on the large tv at the M6 service station where I&hellip;<a href=\"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/uncategorized\/back-in-sunny-england\/\" class=\"button\">Read more <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Back in sunny England<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_crdt_document":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[141],"class_list":["post-887","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-travel"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/887","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=887"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/887\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5095,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/887\/revisions\/5095"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=887"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=887"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/obliquepanic.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=887"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}