Paging northerners

So come on then, what's the weather really like up there?
I see no rain on the radar map, so all my waterproof gear's
going in my panniers, but...

 

Sunny but with occasional dark clouds in Northumberland this morning. My
waterproofs are packed, but hopefully it will be nicer in the South.


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The speccy Geordie twat.

 

It's a tad moist up here in the Windermere/Penrith/Kendal area.

 

I asked for a weather report, not a statement of the blindingly
obvious!

 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/weather/

 

Fine in Leeds ATM

 

Looking good so far, in which case I'm off to get some cash before
Wik and Porl arrive...

 

Does that mean pissing down?

I always like that postcard with the split view with each pane showing
sheep standing in the rain.

The caption on the left read:

The Lakes in Winter

The caption on the right:

The Lakes in summer

 

Have you heard of the Cumbrian Weather Stone?

It's a large pebble suspended in a wooden frame.
If you touch it and it's cold then the weather is cold.
If you touch it and it's warm then the weather is warm.
If it's wet then it's raining.
If it's white then it's snowing.
If you can't see it then it's foggy.
If it's completely black then it's night time.

 

Around Manchester it's sunny, but with the odd threatening cloud
passing over. I think I'll pack the waterproofs in the hope that
they'll ward off the rain.

 

If it's dry someone stuck an umbrella over it.

 

Don't forget that you don't need to bring a sleeping bag.

 

Right now blue skies, some fluffy clouds, no rain.

 

On my way now. If I'm not there by six send out a search party.

 

Can't we just write a limerick in your memory?

 

Ha. I had quite an enjoyable ride home today. At Tibshelf services, as
we fuelled up, I said to Andy that if he wanted to get home quickly, I
didn't mind him blasting off as I was comfortable cruising at about 85
(and the difference that made to the Bandit's fuel consumption was
noticeable - 100-ish miles on ~£8 of fuel, as opposed to ~£10 on the way
down at about the ton), so off he went.

There followed a pleasant bimble up the M1, M18 and A1, with a light
shower just as I hit North Yorkshire, nodding and waving to the RTBs
heading the other way, on their way home from Storming The Castle; I
considered this precipitation an omen of what was to come so I donned
the waterproofs at the first available lay-by (also a handy place for
relieving the bladder!). This wasn't a bad idea as it happened,
although to be honest I think the leathers could have withstood what
little rain there was right up to Newcastle. Even the A69, following
the Tyne upstream as it snaked its way through the North Pennines,
stayed fairly dry until I could see Cumbria.

About 8 miles from home, I crossed the county boundary into Cumbria,
which obviously the rain gods had decided to bless with their presence
after they finished with Hulland Ward last night. **** me, it came down
with a vengeance. Was I ever glad to get back into the warm and dry.

Anyway, that was that. It's Cumbria; it rains.

 

Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, DR

I got all suited and booted before leaving the BH.

I stopped for petrol and coffee at Watford Gap (mainly because I was
dozing off in lane 3 at 100+. Bad Idea), then carried on. Three drops of
rain (I counted) hit the screen two miles from home.

It's North Herts; it rocks.
--
Nigel - Manufacturer of the "Champion-105" range of rearsets

WS* GHPOTHUF#24 APOSTLE#14 DLC#1 COFF#20 BOTAFOT#150 HYPO#0(KoTL) IbW#41
ZZR1100, Enfield 500 Curry House Racer "The Basmati Rice Burner",
Honda GL1000K2 Kawasaki ZN1300 Voyager "Oh, Oh, It's so big"

 

Judging by your last effort, it'll be a requiem for poetry.

 

And it's flat

 

In a topological sense and with a good dose of over-generalisation,
you'd be right. However, when riding the A507, five miles along from
Nigel's door, you would never believe it - or care about the
"flatness".