3 October 2009--It's a very blustery morning, with rain coming and going. I spend a couple of hours in
the internet café dealing with threatening messages. The sky clears later, but it's still much too windy to go for a
walk, so I go for a drive instead. Find myself on some of the hairiest mountain roads I've ever experienced, with grades
up to 30%. At a couple of points, there is water on the road, and my tires spin, unable to pull me up the hill. It's
not a pleasant feeling.
High up a mountain pass, I find the substantial ruin of Hardknott Roman Fort. The effort necessary to build such
a thing way up here is almost unimaginable. Hope it was worth it.
Dinner and pints at the Black Bull. A very busy Saturday night.