Tuesday nights in Penrith are best done early. Having found most restaurants not keen to take a late table of ten, and most pub kitchens closed we had to fallback to take away. Pizza or KFC. Unfortunately, due to an unintended detour around a housing estate Kfc was closed. Mac was open later so that was the next stop. Numerous kids in chav-ed Corsas wasting their or their parents hard earned on petrol and Tyre rubber driving round the little car park. A extraordindary quantity of junk food later the hunger was sated.
A visit to the pub turned out much more promising. Though once again any staggering was down to the ride rather than ale.
The A6 from Carlisle is a real roller coaster. I don't know if it was because it came at the end of the day but it felt much tougher than the A68/A7 from Melrose to Carlisle.
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