Day two started off normal enough for jolly old England, it was raining. However, before I got on the road I had to solve a small dilema, there are very steep decents in these parts and I had no front brakes left. When I left Vancouver, my front brakes were already going, but I figured it being summer and the fact I don't use my brakes that much should mean I will be fine for my trip. Nope.

Instead I was on a quest to find brake pads in a tiny town in the Yorkshire Dales. Somehow, some way I was able I tracked down this odd, somewaht antisocial fellow, who lived in a trailer in one of the camp sites and who had decided a few years back to start some sort of bike part import business. in bike parts to sell to bike touring folk a couple years ago. His bussiness went belly up, but he still had some parts around. And

As I headed out the rain

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