Eventful day. After the massive chunder on the hard shoulder of the M6 last night and then enduring watching six blokes drink themselves silly while I nursed a beer and then slept on a rubber mattress in a freezing cold barn. Woke up to the beautiful Lake District, saw a dipper and a red squirrel. Then rode at Whinlatter, with depleted energy. Decided to head for home late afternoon. Almost home, just in time for the boys bedtime. Then plod appears and stops all traffic on the main carriage way and slip road, allegedly because there are pedestrians on the road, wtf. Huge police presence, released us after 20 mins and a cheery thank you flashed across the back of the police 3 series. Strange.