The only time I’ve bailed an overnighter my wife was rushed into hospital with a suspected heart attack, after some consideration I decided this was just cause and packed up using the light from my phone.
During my jogle I bailed, first time was at the crask inn, I was offered the summer house along with a life saving bowl of stew, far better than a tent in the pissing rain.
I also bailed at Inverness, I’d been riding all day in biblical rain ( Scotland’s wettest ever summer!) all my electronics had failed leading to a journey down the A9 (which is basically a two lane motorway with no verge)
in bugger all visibility expecting to run down by a lorry.
Hotel, steak and a bottle of wine via room service
We’re all individuals, except me.
I woke up this morning but I’m still in the dark