There are are a few things i feel i am quite good at, but organisation really is not my friend. So yesterday as i was relaxing waiting for the rain to stop. I booked the ferry back to Portsmouth (17th Sept), messaged Luke asking him if its ok to stay a day or 2 (of course it will be his first few days of term), and booked 3 nights at an Airbnb 12-15th Sept in close proximity to the Angliru (surprisingly harder to do than expected) and researched campsites along the route to the bnb at reasonably sensible distances.
The 1st day of the 4 days to the bnb was fast and furious. So flat and beautiful agricultural land spreading out ahead, as always i started early and as i sped through towns there really was no one about. I found a cafe open, attached to a petrol station.
For some reason i lost my sequencing and i left my coin purse there, i discovered 5kms from the town, i didnt have the enthusiasm to return to get it as only €3 in it.
I pressed on, seeing the distance and time is never good as it makes me think, ooo i wonder if i can get to the campsite by, 12 in this instance. I push harder, it really wasn’t that tough and i was enjoying it.
I arrived before 11.30 so tent up, drying from the rain last night. The guy at reception informed me there was a festival on and all shops were closed, i searched they really were all closed, bars snd resturants were open but rammed full of festive residents smartly dressed to party. The throngs scared me.
Heres hoping there will be somewhere open tomorrow. 🤞 And the rugby world cup is starting do i have to make provision for that, its getting complicated.
And i met an English couple who recomended a Bill Bryson book, Down Under, that i have now purchased, heres hoping i read it.
A Couple of Days Ride Outta....... 