Friday 17th and the YB spat the dummy out !
Woke by the river at Killorglin – this was taken at 6am!
Andy Ward and his mates…..
So the forecast said “dry” but guess what, after meeting up with a guy I’d spoken to on Facebook before I left for the trip, Andy Ward and his motorcycling mates, by the time I left the hotel it was pissing down with the wettest of drizzle and that carried on until about 11:30 – I was pretty wet. Mind you I’d have been annoyed had it not rained because it has rained, mostly cats and dogs, every single day so far!!
At about 11am I found shelter from the rain in a service station cafe in Cahersiveen just before getting the ferry to Valencia. Then this guy, Mike Golden, accosted me and said:
“Hey you are the guy I saw on Facebook in Donegal!”
I fear I am becoming a self publicist, rather like my Dad!!
I didn’t intend to go all around the Ring of Kerry, rather to take the mountain Road. But since the cloud was so low, I would not of seen a thing. Still got some very nice vistas on the coast road!
So all was going well then I noticed the baffle was hanging out the back of the exhaust. The other spat it out completely- I stopped to pick it up, burned myself, tried to put it back in and dropped the 🤬🤬🤬🤬ing bike doing minimal damage to bike (a little to self).
Bottom line is, the baffle won’t stay in without a screw (sorry about all this innuendo) so off to the hardware store tomorrow before I move on.
Anyway worse things happen at sea.
A few photos below – tonight I am in Kenmare. Another 91 miles under my
Fat man, Tiny Bike, Roams Ireland !