A diary blog, covering details of the initial planning for our Round The World motorcycle trip in 2008...
Isn't it funny that when you finally get away for the weekend, it's over all too quickly and it's time to head home... well, this weekend feels like that.
Tracy and I have just got in following a superb weekend in the Yorkshire Dales. We rode up on Good Friday, taking a rather long route up towards Skipton, before hitting some terrible traffic and heading to Settle, where we stopped at the "Naked Man Cafe" for a drink and some lunch. Then we rode up through Horton-in-Ribblesdale and finally on to Hawes, where we hoped to stay, but the campsite was full, so we rode on to Aysgarth and found a lovely site just on the outskirts of the village. All pitched up and then off to the pub for a few beers and some "home-cooked" food before staggering back in the pitch dark, through fields populated by sheep with strange glowing green eyes (I kid you not, their eyes shone green when in my torch-beam).
The following morning was frosty and clear, but soon warmed up so we headed off to Kendal, taking the scenic route and thoroughly enjoying the twisty roads, despite the bumps (Tracy did seem quite jealous of the BMW's suspension - Lydia hardly has any!). We chilled out for the day, wandering round town, heading back reasonably early and stopping in Kendal for some beer and cheese (Wenslydale, naturally) which provided a truly enjoyable evening meal.
Easter Sunday we decided to leave Lydia behind and head off 2-up to Ambleside to explore the camping shops, again in glorious sunshine. Despite heavy traffic we rode up to Keswick where we had fish & chips for lunch before finally heading back to camp, where we relaxed in the late afternoon sunshine - simply a perfect day.
And that brings us to today, which dawned cloudy and colder. The ride home was more direct than Friday's ride up, as the drizzle started, the wind picked up and at one point north of Hebden Bridge we were caught in thick fog... at least we got home before the worst of it hit, and a nice warm bath soon thawed out our cold parts. So now we're sat enjoying the rest of the weekend and chatting about how superb it's been, just getting away on the bikes with the tent and no real plan... perfect... now, when can we go again?