Sunny Sunday morning in Cumbria.
Fill up with high octane petrol, what shortage?
Ride on to Ullswater, passing a farm training quad bikers.
Then a boathouse launching kayakers.
Check map under a sprawling oak.
Ride on to Lowther Castle, that William Wordsworth called a majestic Pile.
Passing Penrith, ride up racy Hartside, more bikers than cars.
The summit cafe is shut. Where now, we chat?
We find them: Keswick Filling Station is busy.