I left the Lakes to get away from this sort of thing. It’s a familiar story; slap a National Park badge on a beautiful and wild area then push, push, push tourism and visitor number while the roads and infrastructure plays catch up. Oh, and build a line of monster pylons through the park as well.
I suppose I’m as guilty as everyone else by trying to access the facilities at Cairngorm Mountain on a Saturday morning. Here, a group of six cars queue jump the 3 mile tail back on the Glenmore road and inevitably meet traffic coming down the road. Chaos ensues as the emergency services turn up on route to a real emergency.