Sunday 13 May 2012

Day 11 - Sea legs.

This morning we had an early start, for us, and after an breakfast, of a mars bar and banana for me and a yogurt bar and banana for Ray, we were on the road before 8.

However, before talking about the day I did not enjoy last night as we slept in a dormitory with about 6 other blokes, who were noisy and who got up in the middle of the night, but the scary thing was the guy that spoke in his sleep. It was incoherent whispers, but very creepy.

The cycle route No.6 out of Newton Stewart took us through some glorious bluebell woods and old woodland.



Then up into pine plantation.



The only problem was that the road got quite bumpy and covered in gravel. This meant it was not too long before I got a puncture in my back wheel.

We then went up further into heather covered hills.


This went up and up until 1300 ft. This did though give us a fabulous down hill.





After about 30 miles we reached a small town and Ray got the second puncture of the day after hitting a pot hole.
Just after fixing the puncture Ray was cut up by a car turning left.

Just outside Ayr we stopped for something to eat at a little shop just outside Ayr, which was pushing its Robbie Burns connection as much as it could.
Ray had a cold Scots pie, yuck, while I had a healthy fruit loaf (the inside of a Christmas cake).
We then went through a rather dour Ayr.

Out if Ary we picked up Cycle track No7. again.

We winded our way along the cycle path. Which was marked by solar powered cats eyes.



As we got closer to Androssen the stronger the cross winds became. Which meant I was getting quiet cold.
3 in Rays back wheel again.
We then had puncture number three again in Ray's back wheel.
At which time i texted Dave to ket him know we were not too far away from the ferry. Unfortunately Dave did not get the message in time to meet up with us.

We reached the ferry at 2:35, which was much closer than we had expected.

The ferry crossing was a bit rough, apparently there are gusts up to 80mph, cycling legs are not the same as sea legs. It took an hour to cross to Arran, and we chatted chap who is camping in Lockranza tonight.

Arran is beautiful, and when they turn the wind and rain off it must be a nice place to walk in the hills.

Coming out of the hills down into Lochranza we were nearly going backwards due to the wind.

Less than a mile out, I had the 4th puncture of the day, but chose to walk to the Youth Hostel rather than try and fix it at the side of the road.

To night has been a fun packed night of fixing punctures, so that we have some spares for the next 5 days.

This is a picture of town we landed at, I'll check the spelling tomorrow.



This is a picture of The youth hostel and bay at Lockranza, and the wild deer.







Ray is now snoring gently, and I need to get some sleep to as we have to catch the 8:15 ferry and cycle 100 miles tomorrow.

Cheers
Paul

Riding the length of the UK so you don't have to ;)
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