Up the A1 in loaded jalopies, with the sun shining on our various convoys, to an organic café on the A66 for wood-fired pizza. Then into Barnard Castle to explore the castle itself, source emergency hats and hedge-chopping equipment, and sup tea.Over the Pennines next, on England's highest A-road, and on to the rather picturesque village of Dufton, where we found the hostel. Into Appleby for a few drinks, some of which ended up in stomachs rather than in laps, and so to bunk-beds, giggling merrily.
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