Less than a mile out of town, I noticed that, though the battery is fully charged, the computer on the bike was registering only 2/5 charge. Also, there was no longer the familiar sound of the motor whirring to life, no matter what level of assist I put it on. It seemed that the electric bike is no longer electrified. After some discussion with Shane, we decided to ride on to Warkworth on my heavy bike, and have Shane rendezvous with us at our B&B to swap out the electric bike for a hybrid. I definitely felt the weight of the bike with any sort of slight incline, and was pretty whipped by the time we ended at our pretty little B&B in the pretty town of Warkworth (with another picturesque ruined castle on top of the hill). The weather, which had been threatening rain for the last hour or so of the ride, suddenly cleared by the time we showered and headed out for dinner. We ended up at Mason’s Arms, a local pub. The steak dinner and the salmon dish we got truly was a cut above what we would expect as the usual pub grub (in fact, quite a bit better than what we got at the French bistro in Hexham). With our back toward the setting sun, under the brilliantly blue skies, in the cute little beer garden in the middle of this quintessential British town, we experienced another perfect end to a perfect day, as so often happens on a bike tour.
