Well I am now back having done some serious research on your behalf fellow morganeers.
Having collected the car from BHM
and enjoyed a fine lunch in The Chasers Inn (recommended by Sarah and very good indeed) we headed North. It was a disastrous start, 2 hours of queueing for the Dartford Crossing.
What a nightmare but any fears of overheating were banished after that. The plus 8 took it all in its stride. I'll cut out the plod up the M1 and M6
and get straight to the point.
A bit of a miscalculation and a handbag shop near Penrith that was very appealing to Mrs Flowman meant we needed to step on it in order to catch our ferry at Stranraer. We had been through some rain on the way past Shap but the roof had stayed down. The sun was now shining and that glorious evening I enjoyed one of the best drives of my life. The further I drove my new friend the more I loved it and by the time I reached the A75 I was ready for a bit of a blast. Wow! Luckily there was little traffic and the A75 is surprisingly smooth, perfect Plus 8 country. By the time we reached Creetown we were ahead of schedule again and able to stop to take in the view and savour the moment.
What a beautiful spot, and what a fantastic drive. The HSS from Stranraer to Belfast awaited (very good indeed) and some more superb roads.
When I have grappled with Photobucket some more I will post some pics from the other side of the Irish sea.
