It might sound odd, but yesterday’s stormy weather was a welcome change. We
spent 3 hours in a bitter storm on the road to Rosslare.
There was something about the driving rain that made the trip feel real
again, that helped wash away the residual stresses of all the planning and
preparations of the last few months.
Arching forward with a furrowed brow to stop the rain stinging my eyes,
bracing myself with smarting cheeks and shuddering as icy November rain
trickled down the small of my back, was just what the doctor ordered. A
reminder of what this trip is all about; getting outside the comfort zone
and testing one’s resolve. That is not to say that the conditions were
particularly challenging or testing rather that they provided a little
taster of the road ahead and it tasted good!
We’re currently waiting to board the ferry in Rosslare after a delivery of
two very very tasty “KTM Race Action” bikes. Expect photos of the bikes in
We’ll be talking a few days r&r in France to get our comms equipment dialled
so that we don’t have to post from awkward little kiosks like I am
presently, so if the map on the route page doesn’t move too much its all
part of the plan.