Well I made it my first time sleeping on a ferry! We boarded at Plymouth about 10.30 pm and managed to find the cabins which were too small to swing a cat in!! I was sharing with another lady called Lindsay who very kindly had the top bunk in case I needed to run to the loo to throw up as we were just above the engines and that was to prove to be pretty noisy if nothing else!! After not a lot of sleep a very unsavory person came down the corridor ringing a bell at 4.45 am!! That was totally unsociable!! Wea
rily, Lindsay & I staggered to find the cafe, but could only handle a cup of tea as certainly my stomach was still doing a washing machine impression!!We emerged from the ferry in Rosscoff at 5.30 am English time - and proceeded to cycle off to coffee in our respective groups!!
As you can see not quite the fuel stop I was after Pain au Chocolat being more my bag than diesel!!
After donning the waterproofs thinking this is it for the duration we arrived for coffee in St-Thegonnec where the sun came out!!
We took in a bit of culture after coffee I like the chap sticking his tongue out!! We then wound our way through drizzle up to the top of Col de Tredudon a good 361 mtrs up! After handing round the jelly babies to re-energise everyone we then made our way to yet another food stop! Lunch was at Huelgoat, where one of our party got stuck in the loo and if John had not had his phone on him well we could have left him behind poor chap - he was gone for a long time, but 6 kind knights in shinning armour helped rescue him.
In Huelgoat there were some amazing boulders and a Devils Cave just like something out of Lord of the Rings but maybe not Kirby in tights - well did the Hobbits wear tights?
We took in a bit of culture after coffee I like the chap sticking his tongue out!! We then wound our way through drizzle up to the top of Col de Tredudon a good 361 mtrs up! After handing round the jelly babies to re-energise everyone we then made our way to yet another food stop! Lunch was at Huelgoat, where one of our party got stuck in the loo and if John had not had his phone on him well we could have left him behind poor chap - he was gone for a long time, but 6 kind knights in shinning armour helped rescue him.
In Huelgoat there were some amazing boulders and a Devils Cave just like something out of Lord of the Rings but maybe not Kirby in tights - well did the Hobbits wear tights?After we had filled up on pizza we then made our way to Morlaix for tea and cake - my eyes were certainly bigger than my stomach as the choice was like something out of Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and superbly scrumptious!!!
The castle was made entirely out of cake & chocolate and the large easter egg on the top shelf had a price tag of 123 euros - just as well it wouldn't have survived in my saddle bag! It was then onto supper in St Pol-de-Leon (I tell you cycling 70 odd miles is great when its just one food stop to the next!) We arrived in St Pol only to hear crys of help from some poor French Lady who had been locked in the public loo behind an iron grill door - what a day for loo stops - the rhyme "three old ladies stuck in a lavatory" sprang to mind - luckily she didn't speak English and our French was pretty non-existant, we abandoned her to some other French ladies and cycled off full speed! Arrived at the restaurant along with the other groups at pretty much the same time, so a great evening was had with about 35 of us admid power cuts etc, then back to the ferry in the dark for another stomach churning evening to dock at 6.15 am on Sunday morning - what a blast - when's the next one Geoff?!
This was certainly the icing on the cake for the last meal in France! Bon Appetite!Are you going to eat all that in one go Kirby!
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