DB kept making encouraging noises from the passenger seat while engrossed in his laptop on his knee. But other than that, I was on my own, and managing quite nicely, thank you very much.
There was a tiny blip when the motorway merged at the Swinton interchange. I didn't realise just how narrow those lanes were until I was sandwiched between two rather large lorries. When I finally reached the M62 turn-off I felt my shoulders relax and breathed out for the first time in about 5 minutes. Maybe I should take up free-diving if I can hold my breath for that long.
The rest of the journey went off without a hitch (excuse the pun), until we arrived at the 'newly re-furbished' Bay View site in Carnforth. All I can say is it's a good job we have been there before and know how friendly the people are and what a lovely site it usually is. Unlike the people who arrived just after us, new to caravanning and the first time at this site, you could see the look of dissapointment in their eyes when they saw the building site we were pitched next too.
You can hardly notice the gravel heap in the background! |
Then we discovered the charger wasn't working in the caravan so no 12volts for the night. Luckily we had been invited to the brother-in-laws for tea. After an excellent fortifying meal of home-made lasagne and a bottle of red wine, the world looked a more positive place.
Arriving back at the site we decided to call it a night. I did discover though that iphone torches really aren't that bright when walking back from the toilet block in the middle of a builders yard at midnight. Think I might invest in a torch for the next visit.