Once dinner was done, I checked the bike and then got myself wrapped up in my sleeping bag with a book to read for a bit before dozing off all warm and toasty. As the night wore on though, the wind picked up, the rain came down and temperature dropped, so ear plugs were called for as the tent was moving around a fair bit by now! I was very glad to have tucked in behind the wall I have to say.
The next morning brought that grey mizzle so special to the northern UK, oh and high winds. I cooked some breakfast and a coffee, then packed up inside the tent until all that was left was the flysheet, the single pole and the pegs of the tent itself, once done I forced myself out into the weather. I loaded the panniers onto the bike then it was off onto the rest of the lane, a feat in the sideways winds!!
I had the vague idea of trying to get over towards Reeth, where a mate lives but as I headed over towards Stalling Busk, I got a puncture in my front tyre, so parked up by the side of the little flooded lake and got it sorted... a nice old farmer stopped to see if I was alright and we had a bit of a gossip, then it was back up the hill... I promptly got a second puncture after about 20 minutes and my electric start died, so it was back to kick starting the bike again.. mmm a few things stacking up here!
This was my spare tube, the rain was sheeting in again, so I decided to head back to Hawes to the cafe for second breakfast, once there and warm again, I decided to go up to Martin at MHB Motorcycles in Kirkby Stephen and get a replacement tube. We ended up gossiping about all kinds of things and I left there at 3pm. During all of this, the electric start wasn't working and we couldn't find the reason why, but I was also struggling with lights and it appears there is a drain on the system somewhere, so it was home time before it got too dark to ride.