I soon came to regret that I hadn’t learnt to drive when I was younger, it seemed to take a lot longer to learn something I could have quickly picked up otherwise! Many hours and some stressful sessions later, I passed and two weeks later I went to the Lake District, my first time on a motorway and for 265miles north!
I knew it would be a challenge driving through mountain passes but I really wasn’t expecting to enjoy it so much. Yes there was plenty of stalling, hill starts to make any clutch cry and the closest of squeezes past traffic on the narrowest of roads. But for the first time since I’d started learning I actually found driving fun!
Both climbing up and descending in low gears I must have used up so much fuel but the views at every moment were so worth it. Of course I was focusing on the road but when there is no one around for miles but you and the sheep it’s nice to stop and take a look around now and then. Of course the ‘scenic route’ is everywhere is the lake district!
Oh and those sheep… they run away from people but will happily sleep in the middle of the road at night and not even budge for a car!
So, the car came back in one piece, as did I, and now I’m ready for the next adventure! Iceland? 🚗