Day eight 893km down 707km to go

Once again waking up to the sound of the birds and bright sunshine. We began the day with the thoughts of the hill we had to climb, and we weren't given much hope by the sign stating it was 15 miles to village that was at the altitude of 1400ft. However by the time we got to the top we realised it was all worth it just for the views. And I believe we are all getting fitter because Charlotte summed the hill up as a "piece of cake" either that or she'd stopped peddling.

As we reached the top and began descending Will noticed things had got a lot  brighter, and as he heard the unmistakable  sound of plastic hitting the road he realised his sunglasses had fallen off his bike. Once he had found them several cars had passed and below is a picture of how he found his glasses in several pieces.

However with a bit of duck-tape his glasses were as good as new and he could ride in the sun once more. As they say - if you can't DUCK IT, CHUCK IT

After the big hills and Wills drama we headed into Penrith for a cheeky KFC. After KFC we realised a spoke had broken on the tandems rear wheel as this was the replacement wheel from the first day and isn't quite strong enough. Luckily there was a bike shop and they new a bit about tandems so we went there and had the spokes replaced and a bit of TLC given to the wheel. 

After a spot of waiting around at the bike shop we fitted the wheel and headed to Scotland. Below is a wee picture of us in gretna!!

As we neared the end of the day we began looking for a potential camp and rode into a giant village celebration with bag pipes marching around and everything. Deciding we would head out of town we asked a police women where she recommended. As it is legal to wild camp in scotland and the fact a police women told us to, we have settled down opposite some fisherman by a Loch for the night.