we're up at 8am sunday morning and its till windy as hell. damn we're riding into the wind.
Coyles missus cooks us a big breakfast and i end up playing "postman pat" and "we're going to the zoo" on a Pink guitar!! over and over again!!.
9:30 time to go, we say our goodbyes and set off to Armah (Where the Sparton was from) to fuel up.
Armah
we fuel up at a little petrol station
after fuel we start the engine......except for dave on the VFR the batteries flat and won't turn over the bike!! Dave panics, but we say bump start, but Dave wants non of it. So I get Mike on the bike (after taking off the tank bag) and we bump start the bike. It starts no problem and we tell dave to keep his lights off to charge the battery.
We get to Belfast no problem and there's no rain ...YET!!.
this is the scene that greets us at the ferry terminal
there's us near the rear right.
Dave wants to be at the back so we can bump start the bike and bump it back off the ferry at the other end.
It takes 1/2 hour to get on the ferry and it was looking like we might not get on as the crew were counting and re-counting the bikes, so we panic and jump the queue. ( we all got on, even a van at the end)
we tie down the bikes and one of the crrew says that they have a battery booster for Daves bike which relaxes Dave for the journey.
When we get to Stranrar it is teaming down and funny enough theres quite a few locals out with brollies watching the "parade" of bikes comming ff the ferry!! I saw an RD400 in yellow and we exchange a few words and wave each other off. I get fuel, dave stalls his bike ( bump again), than stalls it again ( Bump again!) and we;re off. The F#cking rain is bouncing and doesn't let off till Dumfries. my Boots have a lake in then, my top clothes are soaked through, only my legs are dry.
I'm freezing and the guys have a pop at me for not stopping earlier than Dumfries.
I just wanted to get into some KFC/McDons to warm up and strip off the wet stuff, rather than shiver in a pokey cafe!!
We find a KFC and dave finds a closed bike shop (scot-speed) which was closed funnily enough (twas Sunday Dave!!)
I proceed to strip off in KFC and no-one bats an eyelid, put me warm clothes back on and come up with some new water proof fashion.
Debbie Harry inspired clothing
Givi Tescobag socks (taken at home)
Saited and dryish, we set off via Gretna and head for Penrith keeping to the A roads, it starts raing again so we dive into the local Maccy D's
Penrith castle from McD's
we're looking a bit worse for wear now and looking at Mike I can only guess what I look like
after Penrith, we go to Tebay for fuel and coffee, head back on the A road to Kendal on some of the most amazingly smooth and traffic free roads and onto the A65. The rain has stopped and it feels much better and gives us the reason why we ride bikes and not drive cars!!
Dave lives in Leeds, so we say our goodbyes and Mike and I are knackered and just want to get home, so we hit the Motorway and dial in 70mph and we only stop once at Bolton west services.
I eventually get Home at 11:30pm, so thats 14 hours travelling and at least 10 hours riding!! My bike never missed a beat in spite of the weather!! and I only spent £70 in fuel for 620 miles pretty good mpg!! ( filled up 5 times going and 5 times going back @ £7 (7 liters a pop)
would I do it again?
well,I left the final part till a week later to answer this and I would say yes, but I would get the Birkenhead ferry next time or get a bigger more modern bike to cope with the distance.
Drewps