Just back from a weekend away up in the Yorkshire Dales.
Steve, Patrick & I decided to go up early, before the Skipton 4x4 autojumble today.
Very mixed weather - I arrived early on Friday afternoon to glorious sunshine, and sat in a chair dozing in the hot sun waiting for the others to arrive: However, although it was as hot as a summer day when the sun was out, every time the sun went behind a cloud it dropped so we were forever putting on and taking off layers. Steve's very accurate thermometer was showing swings from 25C in the sun to 8C in the shade during the daytime.
Night time temps were well down to freezing and below!
Sat night at around midnight, we decided it was bedtime when Patrick put a bottle on his table (outside) and it slid to the other end on the ice

So we let the firepit die down and we all fired up our Diesel night heaters......... except that Steve's decided there weren't enough volts in his aux battery, so failed to start.
He decided to put his stove on for a few minutes instead, so we all retired. However, we found out the next morning that his gas had decided it was too cold to evaporate so his stove went out after a very short time - so he spent a night at around -4C snuggled inside his sleeping bag, fully clothed, despite being offered a bunk in Patrick's Carawagon - they must be 'ard in North Lincs

This was the scene this morning: and Patrick's table: Then the sun rose to melt the ice: The autojumble at Skipton on Sunday was a bit of an anticlimax after that, but it was the biggest turnout of traders and stalls we'd seen for a couple of years.
We got permission to drive through to the autojumble area to park, and were immediately mobbed by folk wanting to know about our Carawagons.
I think turning up mob-handed with three 'Wagons causes a bit of a scene sometimes

Mick (Jabbawocky) invited us back to his place afterwards so we could check out Steve's cylinder pressures, just for fun

Oh, and we had the obligatory Kefta on Saturday night

Yet another good weekend

Cheers,
Robin.