The Peak District – Day 1
The rain lashed down all the way to The Royal Oak, near Buxton, where we were scheduled to camp for the next five nights.
We squelched into the pub at about 3.00pm, dripping wet, to check-in. Neither of us were in the mood for pitching the tent (which was already wet) in the rain again. Luckily for us they also had a Bunk Barn which had a few dorm-like rooms with three sets of bunk-beds in , which we were able to use. The rooms were pretty basic but were warm and dry – an absolute paradise to us in our bedraggled state!
We unloaded the bikes and hung up all our gear to dry out and then went over to the pub for something to eat. They were still serving the lunch menu, so we opted for the traditional Sunday Roast, which was delicious!
After eating we went back to our room to relax and to read our books for a bit. It was so nice and warm, however, and our tummy’s were full and we were so tired from the ride up that we soon fell asleep.
At about 1.30am I woke up to visit the loo only to find hot water pouring through the ceiling in the gents toilet. A pipe connection had burst and hot water was flooding the bathroom. I had no idea where to turn anything off, so I tried to see if I could rouse anyone at the pub but I didn’t have any success, so I just went back to bed.