The Hole of Horcum. That’s a big old hole on the Moors, 400ft deep and over half a mile wide.
Some of the potholes on our roads feel almost as big…
There are so many potholes, thousands waiting to catch unsuspecting drivers or riders. The days of a relaxing drive in the countryside replaced by a never ending slalom, trying to avoid a suspension killing impact. Every week more and more appearing as the local Council has adopted a ‘no intervention policy’. Every week more and more getting deeper. On the way to our closest store there is one pothole almost in the middle of the road which is 6 inches deep and two foot wide. Drivers now resorting to leaving warning cones all over the roads to try and ward off more cars dropping into the abyss.
As currently there is no fuel in any of the local petrol stations, maybe it’s all part of a secret rewilding of the roads project.
Maybe it’s like this everywhere but wow there is a shed load of roadworks right now. A few weeks back a motorway trip from here to London was like a Chris Rea, Road to Hell video. On this weekday, the 200 miles we travelled was for over half of them within roadworks. 3 lanes down to 2 or 1. Most of that done at crawling speed. Usually you can divert down the other possible motorway but that was basically a car park due to its own road work hell. A 4 hour journey ended up being double that. We even had traffic jams on the way back, at 2am…
It’s not just the motorways sadly….. Around our little bit of the Yorkshire countryside, the road work plague has gone into overdrive. We don’t have many roads here and at this time of year they should be muddy but quiet. They are definitely quiet as a good proportion of them are closed, partially blocked or about to be hit..
The Weather is fighting back and vandalising.
Mr Saddo got his map out and counted. I really need a life….
Our village has basically one road which then eventually branches out into 10 smaller roads heading out in various directions. Of those 10 branches 6 currently have road works badly effecting them, 2 more are closed for months and one of the last untouched roads is about to be hit for weeks…
Here when a road closes down the diversion takes you miles and miles in completely the wrong direction. So much worse when the diversion has to avoid other diversions. Deep sigh.
But there is a scary underlying thought here. All these roadworks around the world need lots and lots of signs, cones, barriers, speed cameras, portacabins, trucks, lighting, diggers, steamrollers and traffic lights. A mind boggling amount of stuff. For that motorway I mentioned at the start, apparently someone worked out that in the last 5 years it’s had over 100,000 different road works…. Imagine that spread across all the roads. Now imagine road utopia and there are no roadworks anywhere. WHERE DO THEY STORE ALL THE SIGNS and BARRIERS and EVERYTHING.
They can’t store it, we don’t have the storage capacity anywhere. There won’t be anywhere we can put this stuff except on the roads and motorways. Put the stuff on a road and it becomes a road works…. So we have to have roadworks and lots of them just to put stuff somewhere never mind if we actually need to fix a bit of tarmac.
We have created a Frankenstein Invasion, the Roadwork Monsters are among us permanently. All those dystopian movies about AI being the biggest threat to humanity and actually we end up losing control to ROAD CLOSED signs. I guess we had better just get used to being controlled and diverted in wrong directions.
A Dad trying to cope with the loss of his Partner and becoming a single parent. 