Was raining when we woke, so waterproofs went on. Almost immediately, the sun came out. By the time we reached the Wirral, we we both feeling a tad warm, so stopped to remove them. Within a couple of minutes it had clouded over and was starting to spit with rain. We took the tunnel under the River Mersey into Liverpool and on exiting, it started to rain heavily. We had a lunch date with 'Sheila' but those last 2 miles were most unpleasant. It continued to rain then, for the next 4 hours until we reached our hotel in Silverdale, overlooking Morecambe Bay.
The going from Liverpool was hard going and just because of the weather. There seemed to be a plethora of vehicles intent on travelling 10 mph under the limit.
We made one stop on the way, in Morecambe itself, to get a photo of the late, great Eric Morecambe. I had identified a car park right by his statue, only to find it closed off with cones. Seeing nothing else, we rode through the cones and set about getting our photos. A chap approached us to say the car park was closed. I told him I knew but I'd ridden a long way to get my photo. He accepted that and we were on our way soon after, arriving at our Hotel in Silverdale shortly before 6pm.
Tomorrow we will end the day in Gretna, Scotland but first we'll be making a stop to visit our Wild Hog pal Dudley, in his final resting place in Keswick.
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