Who Knew There Were Two 5 O’Clocks? — Bagging the Lakes Before Breakfast

Who knew there was another 5:00 in the day? Apparently there is, and it was needed if we were going to get into the Lakes before every tourist in Britain descended on it.

The timing nearly went wrong before we’d even started when Bry decided to go to the wrong services. After sending a message asking where we were, complete with the smug undertone that he’d beaten us there, he probably wasn’t expecting the answer:

“At the right services.”

One quick blast up the M6 later and Bry arrived wearing a slightly more sheepish grin.

Then we were off. Open roads, empty passes and suddenly that stupidly early start felt like a very good decision.

The mission for the day was simple: bag some passes.