Can’t believe it’s the last day of the ride! Gorgeous weather (if a little breezy) and a stunning road to enjoy. After the obligatory photos, me n’ Nic continued along the coast road of Loch Foyle to Greencastle. The ferry crosses to Magilligan’s Strand from here, and it’s a working fishing port with lots of history, as we discovered in the Maritime Museum; 60 of the North Atlantic U-Boat fleet were moored here when ordered to surrender. We enjoyed a cuppa in the sunshine outside on the lawn and then thought we ought to make tracks as the boys were en-route to Malin. We got the call at Moville, and headed for the end...
It wasn’t clear which bit was “the head” at first, but seeing those boys round the final bend was really quite special. WHAT AN ACHIEVEMENT!! Bottles of Guinness to celebrate in the sunshine topped the day off, for what has been a real adventure.
Well done Pricey and Garfy; we feel privileged to have been a part of such a worthy, funny and quite awesome trip across the Emerald Isle.
BMW dent watch: ooops! Scraped the off-side rear skirt whilst attempting a U-ey on the Malin Head single track road. Bored with insects now...
Onwards to Dublin...
With all the hard work finished for the boys, we loaded the bikes, stopped in Malin for a bite to eat and set off on the journey to Dublin. Alan told us our eta was 18:30, so just enough time to get ready and get into Temple Bar for the England game. After a couple of stops we arrived at 7pm, so watched the first half at the B&B, with a taxi to town during the break. The Guinness made up for the disappointing match, although the price of a pint (after 11pm) was a mere 5.90 euros...no wonder it was notably quieter in Temple Bar than I remember it last. It was an evening of hearty back slapping and mutually respectful bonhomie, interspersed by Guinness and Powers. Rob was (and no great suprise) – “on one”!! So three weary souls returned to the B&B at a respectable 1.30am, leaving “The Machine” to enjoy his well deserved evening of revelry.
The next morning we managed a breakfast, and eventually made contact with the boy around 10ish; the full story is elsewhere in the blog/Facebook domain. So we made the ferry ok, and home around 11pm.
BMW dent watch: propshaft grounded on over exaggerated make-shift speed bump – thanks!! Also had a mechanical failure of the rear window kind. No worries Garfy; we know it wasn’t your fault really!! Duck Tape to the rescue again!
1,722 road miles covered...phew!!
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