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Published: November 3rd 2006
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It seems I´ve hardly started and already 3 weeks of my 6 week trip have gone! Cricky. Better get on with the travelblog...
EXCERT FROM DIARY, 14th OCT 2006, On the Ferry from Portsmouth to Bilbao (Spain) I´m in my cabin nursing a BIG hangover. I supposed to be looking at maps and planning my route through Spain and Africa but my brain just wont work. Oh well. What´s happened so far?
I turned up at Portsmouth with the bike WAY WAY overloaded. As well as ´the essentials´ I have a rubble sack full of food from Sainsburys ´just in case´they dont have any food on the continent. This is ridiculous! I look like a snail with my home on my back! I´m steering like a cow! This is not the kind of sexual bike imagary I wish to protray. Must find a way to trim down.
I turned up at the port and was waved directly to the front of the massive queue waiting to board. Bikes Rock! Got checked out by the other biker dudes as I park up, all of which seem to have virtually zero luggage. How do they do it? Do they
My view of the road...
Don´t worry, I wasn´t actually riding at the time not need stuff?! I feel like a greenhorn with insecurity issues. After chatting however it seems one group are broadly on my route, ambling through Spain and into Morocco. And the other are a bunch of Glaswegian pilots! I feel much better. Much more like a character from Easy Rider...
On board the ´mini cruise´ (36 hour crossing, cabin obligatory) I quickly make mates with another lone biker, a paediatric surgeon from South Africa (do bikes develop characters, or do characters ride bikes?). On settling into a comfy seat to watch the Caberet (song and dance from Grease, Abba tomorrow...) we decide that sobriety is a bad thing and promply get hammered. The barman tells us a significant number of the passengers are not actually going to Spain but will drink solidly for 36 hours, get chucked off in Bilbao for 8 hours (to clean the ship), then do it all the way back to Portsmouth! I order another round. At 3am alot of the Brits have pushed off and the Spaniards have appeared from somewhere and swarmed onto the dance floor. FINALLY some good looking women. But why do they think that having a mullet with a short
The trimmed down luggage!
This is what I have distilled my luggage down to. The bear essentials. Bear in mind their are two side panniers filled up with cooking stuff and breakdown gear. Not cool savage fringe is a good look for a girl?
Need to sleep. We dock at 7am tomorrow and I still have no idea where I´m going.
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Garry Stanton
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Saddle Sores
Hi Adi, glad to see that the bike is being put to good use. I hope that you aren't too saddles sore from all of those miles. Safe biking. Garry