Travelling constantly north, it's like the same time of spring each day.
Bizarre. But changing daily is the price of fuel, steadily rising. Can't
wait until the far north, eh...
We're sitting on the Scottish side of the Solway Firth, gently frying as
I write. We left Nethertown in Cumbria this morning after a very pleasant
evening with David and Barbara, thanks again guys. David wound up the
preload on the rear suspension as the bike wallows like a drunk on the
increasingly squirelly roads, and this has transformed the handling -
good on you Dave, can I rely on you to come and change the oil in,
say, Norfolk? Ta, you're a pal...
So today, we have been up the south, English side of the Solway Firth, up to
Carlisle, on to Gretna and partway along the north side. It's flat, but very
quiet and unspoilt, at least until we turned up... The plan is to find a
campsite soon and do a bit of clothes washing, as a sock/skiddy crisis
rapidly approaches. Sorry, too much information really.
Later, dudes.
Photos from days 10 and 11.
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