After three hours of dual-carriageway and motorway into a neckbreaking stiff headwind I left Scotch Corner which is when I always consider my northern holidays to start propper.
Onto the A66 for a bit then off to Barnard Castle for refreshments.
Form there it was off across the Pennines at a leasurely pace to enjoy the scenery.
There was a fair few bikes out but I guess I was going further than them as I didn’t see any after Alston.
I was trying to keep to the quieter minor roads but even when I crossed over into Scotland and did a stretch on the A7 there was little trafic. Turning off there the roads were occasionally cratered with potholes but I was enjoying the fine weather and new-to-me roads.
After a full day riding it was nice to get to my digs which had the essential supplies and I could relax in the evening sun.
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