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I have a morbid fear of motorway travel. I hate it. I do it as much as most, thouh as a passenger nto a driver, but I am always very glad when we come off the motorway and onto normal roads. There's just no room for human error, or mechanical failure on there. The slightest thing can become a tragedy. Tyre blows on a normal road, may well cause a crash. Motorway, you're probably talking a major pile up unless it happens at night, or the driver happens to be on the inside lane on a stretch with a hard shoulder.
The journey from Halifax to Bolton crosses the Pennines, and at one point is marked by a sign proclaiming it to be the highest motorway in England. It has its own little weather system up there. It can be sunny skies and calm breezes either side, but get up there and it's low visibilty, fog, sheet rain, snow flurries.
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