[YEAR 7!] Quit our jobs, sold our home, gone riding...
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profdlp
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This is purely anecdotal, but I was concerned enough that I did a little searching the other night and found a reference on another forum that allayed some of my fears. To wit, someone on another forum claims to have seen both Gene and Neda in a motorcycle shop in Toronto looking at bikes and in good spirits. I hope that is true, as I have a vivid imagination and was becoming truly concerned that something awful had happened.
Make of it what you will.
Make of it what you will.
acg
Adventurer
Neda has been replying to comments and questions in the Guestbook section of their blog site:
http://pub29.bravenet.com/guestbook/2472587144
http://pub29.bravenet.com/guestbook/2472587144
lightcycle
Nomad
Updated from http://www.RideDOT.com/rtw/356.html
With Scotland under our belts - literally... I'm carrying an extra 15lbs worth of haggis and ale around my waistline - we are passing through the Lake District on our way back south through England. This is supposed to be one of the most scenic places in the country.
We've been listening to a lot of Ed Sheeran lately. "Castle On The Hill" is being played non-stop everywhere. Since we are in the UK, I did some Googling - the castle in the song is Framlingham Castle. We passed by that area a few weeks ago when we dropped in on the Lavender farm in Norfolk. Haha, so topical!
Green all around us at the Lake District
The sky is sprinkling water on our helmets, which is not unusual for the UK. I think about the last couple of weeks we have spent in Scotland and how unusual it was not to have rain every day! Especially for us. We really lucked out! But now it seems that it's back to business as usual with the wet weather.
With Scotland under our belts - literally... I'm carrying an extra 15lbs worth of haggis and ale around my waistline - we are passing through the Lake District on our way back south through England. This is supposed to be one of the most scenic places in the country.
We've been listening to a lot of Ed Sheeran lately. "Castle On The Hill" is being played non-stop everywhere. Since we are in the UK, I did some Googling - the castle in the song is Framlingham Castle. We passed by that area a few weeks ago when we dropped in on the Lavender farm in Norfolk. Haha, so topical!
Green all around us at the Lake District
The sky is sprinkling water on our helmets, which is not unusual for the UK. I think about the last couple of weeks we have spent in Scotland and how unusual it was not to have rain every day! Especially for us. We really lucked out! But now it seems that it's back to business as usual with the wet weather.
lightcycle
Nomad
After a couple of hours of slabbing it on the main M6 roadway, we exit at Penrith. There are quite a few cars accompanying us as we dive wheel-first into the Lake District. First order of business is to find a place to sleep. Neda's scoped out a couple of campsites on the map and we're routing straight there to set up our tent.
Traffic jam on Kirkstone Pass
Kirkstone Pass is the highest pass in the Lake District. Low stone walls line the roadway as we slowly crawl up and down the pass, hampered by heavy traffic. And then we hit our first major town in the Lake District.
Crowds galore at Bowness-on-Windermere!
We crept through traffic in the light drizzle. The holiday crowd around us seemed oblivious to the damp weather and seemed to be enjoying themselves, ducking in and out of the thick mass of shops and restaurants that line the town's streets. They must be locals.
Traffic jam on Kirkstone Pass
Kirkstone Pass is the highest pass in the Lake District. Low stone walls line the roadway as we slowly crawl up and down the pass, hampered by heavy traffic. And then we hit our first major town in the Lake District.
Crowds galore at Bowness-on-Windermere!
We crept through traffic in the light drizzle. The holiday crowd around us seemed oblivious to the damp weather and seemed to be enjoying themselves, ducking in and out of the thick mass of shops and restaurants that line the town's streets. They must be locals.
lightcycle
Nomad
The campsites that Neda found are on the other side of Lake Windermere. We take a short ferry ride across instead of riding around in the rain
Oh dog, you look so warm and dry in front of us! So jelly!
We're on our way. Riding at 30 down these country lanes.
We arrive at the campsite and Neda gets off the bike to grab us a site. She returns shortly with a forlorn look on her face. "No space. All booked up."
Oh no! At least the rain has temporarily let up as we hop back on the bikes to head to the next campsite on Neda's list. I'm so thankful she's done all this research!
Fifteen minutes later we're knocking on the door of another campsite. But once again, no vacancy! Neda informs me, "Apparently we're here on the busiest weekend of high season. The last summer weekend before kids go back to school..."
What a change from Scotland. Up in the Highlands, campsites are all empty and about to close because the season is winding down. But just a few hours south, we're unable to find a place to sleep.
Just to add insult to injury, it starts to drizzle once again...
We asked around for vacant campsites and this lead us to a farm just outside of a tiny town called Coniston
Once again, I wait outside while Neda goes in to secure accommodations. Not sure if the peacock is a good omen...
lightcycle
Nomad
Neda comes out of the office with a big smile and a thumbs up. Yay, we have somewhere to sleep tonight!
The farm where we are staying. Sheep are our neighbours
Lots of holidayers too
The campground is crowded! Our tires squish the wet grass as we ride around looking for a clear spot to set up camp. The sun is peeking out from behind rain clouds, which gives us a window of dry weather to pitch our tent. Kids everywhere emerge from campers and tents to savour every last bit of dry weather before they have to go back to school next week. This is the way vacationing is done in the UK!
I know this small window of dry weather will be short, so as soon as we get the tent up, we walk into the tiny hamlet of Coniston to find a warm and dry place to sit down, grab a cold pint of some local Cumbrian ale and some Internet. At least the weather looks good tomorrow.
And it is! We head out into the sunshine of the Lake District the next morning.
The farm where we are staying. Sheep are our neighbours
Lots of holidayers too
The campground is crowded! Our tires squish the wet grass as we ride around looking for a clear spot to set up camp. The sun is peeking out from behind rain clouds, which gives us a window of dry weather to pitch our tent. Kids everywhere emerge from campers and tents to savour every last bit of dry weather before they have to go back to school next week. This is the way vacationing is done in the UK!
I know this small window of dry weather will be short, so as soon as we get the tent up, we walk into the tiny hamlet of Coniston to find a warm and dry place to sit down, grab a cold pint of some local Cumbrian ale and some Internet. At least the weather looks good tomorrow.
And it is! We head out into the sunshine of the Lake District the next morning.
comptiger5000
Adventurer
Welcome back! It's good to see the updates flowing again :wings:
lightcycle
Nomad
Why do they call it the Lake District? There are twenty-one large bodies of water here, a lot of other smaller ones
But only one of them is actually called a "lake". The Brits have other names for these, like meres, tarns and waters. That lake we crossed yesterday wasn't Lake Windermere, it's just Windermere.
Very pretty here. Neda says it reminds her of a Thomas Kinkade painting. I have to Google who Thomas Kinkade is. Nice! I can see why this is such a popular place for hiking and camping. But that's not the reason we are here. We're motorcyclists and we like riding roads.
Heading up the single track road of Hardknott Pass
The weather is cooperating beautifully with us as we twist and wind our way around the Duddon Valley. There's still a little bit of the holiday traffic on the roads, but everyone is polite and pulls over to let us pass at the next pullover.
Twisty tarmac as far as the eye can see on the Hardknott Pass
lightcycle
Nomad
We get held up at a series of hairpin bends. No room for the cars ahead of us to pullover!
Whee! We like hairpins!
Such beautiful scenery!
While nowhere near as scenic as the Scottish Highlands, the Lake District does offer up some great views without having to travel the distance to the northern-most reaches of the island.
Onwards, we march!
wildorange
Observer
Gene & Neda,
Welcome back & normal service has resumed.
Hope all is well.
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Welcome back & normal service has resumed.
Hope all is well.
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