Thursday June 7th
Dear Family and Friends,
Last night while I was writing last nights blog I was sitting in the pub at the inn where I was staying, I enjoyed a glass or so fo wine while writing and that with being tired from a long day’s ride is my latest excuse for poor spelling and grammar. I will have to think up another excuse for tonight….
After writing the blog last night I walked down the river and found a delightful restaurant with out door seating over looking the river. I had a delicious meal. The British standard of cooking is improving all the time. I had a great crab and avocado salad and a delicious lamb shank… and of course another glass or so of wine..I felt very worldly even if I didn’t look it….
Needless to say I slept well.
In fact I over slept and got off to a late start. To get to the ferry port on time I gave up my idea of just riding back roads and got on the freeway. It was an easy 4 hour ride and very good weather.. One thing about freeways is that they know no cultural or ethnic bias… A freeway is a freeway and it is just a large road full of fast moving cars and trucks.. At least the countryside beyond the roads are nice and green.
I have had the WORST luck with my GPS in Europe. It can work for years faultlessly in the USA and as soon as I get the Europe something goes wrong. Today it just packed it upped and refused to come on… At first I was concerned but when I used my fall back Apple phone I found it was actually better. I mounted it on top of my tank so I could see it but with my ear buds SIRI gave me such clear precise instructions with plenty of warnings that never had to look at the screen which is actually safer.
I got to the ferry port on time and bought my ticket and lined up with all the other motorcycles going to Ireland.
It is amazing how the demographics of motorcyclists have changed. There was about 12 bike on the crossing and all the riders and passengers were in my age group…..old.
We all talked for a while and they gave me some good suggestions for where to go in Ireland.
I also met a very friendly man from Belgium who has a vacation home in Ireland and he was very inquisitive about my travels,,,,, and of course Trump. It also turns out he had a motorcycle dealership in Belgium when he was younger and his hobby was restoring vintage motorcycles so we had another common interest.
I also met a Irish gentlemen traveling with his wife. He was very friendly and was also a motorcyclist although not on a bike today. I think his long riding days were over.
The cruise over was easy and uneventful.. I arrived in Ireland around 7pm and had booked a room about 1 mile from the port up on a hill overlooking the bay. IT is a beautiful old inn. The lady that runs the place had a thick Irish brogue so it really felt like I had arrived! She was also very friendly, another Irish trait.
I asked her to recommend a place for dinner and one block away was a decision Italian restaurant.. After a week of British food some pasta with wine just hit the spot.
Now I am relaxing for the evening before I head to Cork tomorrow.
The nice thing about the next 10-12 days (before I meet Bonnie) is I am on my own and with no fixed plans.
I will never be late because I have no schedule, and I will never get lost because I have no fixed destination… Such a pleasure to be so unencumbered after a life time of dead lines and responsibilities
Until my next blog….I am sleeping well.
Last nights fine restaurant right on the river.
The view from my table…
A delicious dinner of crab and avocado salad and lamb shank…. plus wine.
Loading up on the ferry to leave Wales from the Prombroke Port…
Arriving in Rossolare , Ireland at the ferry port..
The nice little inn that I am staying at tonight. Very comfortable and country.
A nice traditional Italian Irish Restaurant…. 😉