Better late than never…
The world cup may not be coming home this year but Tilly finally arrived back home two weeks after we arrived back in the UK having been to Paris then back to New York then back again to Stansted. She managed to get lost in New York and then in Stansted too while no one really knew where she was and when she was likely to be back home. We had phone calls telling us she would arrive on a date and she didn’t and then appeared in a different country and then phone calls telling us she had arrived followed by a text telling us she hadn’t as was still in the USA. Then when she finally...
Read MoreWe didn’t kneed that!
You never know what’s around the corner and around the corner for us was a knee injury for Linda. Cycling along on the flat, on a lovely day in beautiful countryside in hardly any wind Linda suddenly yelled stop as her knee twanged! We stopped and put ice on it from our cool box, Linda took some ibuprofen and painkillers but she was unable to cycle with that leg afterwards. Fortunately we were quite near a hotel and limped on for a nights recovery in another flea pit hotel! Some of the hotels here are simply dreadful! The next morning the knee had recovered slightly and we peddled on...
Read MoreHeading north
Leaving Plymouth we crossed the Albemarle Sound and headed to Edenton for a night. This picturesque town set by the water was an old Railroad town where trains boarded a ferry to cross the sound. The trains are long gone but the town has remained a cute small town with an electric boat tour of the harbour and some nice restaurants and bars. It almost felt like we were back in Europe! We really enjoyed our night here and managed to plot routes on back roads all the way back out to the Atlantic coast and the resort of Virginia Beach via a small German Rhine like ferry from Currituck to Knott...
Read MoreA tale of two countries
Leaving the bikers and noise behind and with the weather set to be stormy we continued North inland away from the predicted rain along the coast. By and large we managed to avoid most of it, but when it rains it RAINS! The weather channels were full of flood warnings and a small town nearby got washed away by a wall of water wiping it out for the second time in 2 years in a ‘once in a thousand years event’. Climate change my arse! It’s impossible to cycle in this rain – it’s just too heavy so we had to hole up for a day at a hotel waiting for it to pass in...
Read MoreBlack Biker Week, Plus Tax.
Well, Mrytle Beach is the party high rise capital of this part of the coast and despite countless people telling us it was awful we actually really enjoyed a couple of nights here in a seafront hotel. There’s so many hotels that you can get a bargain ocean front room for the same as a Campsite and as we’ve given up camping for the time being due to the humidity at night it was a no brainer. We usually look for our hotels online with apps like Booking.com. They give you a handy map where you can see the location of all the hotels at once, the ratings they get from customers and...
Read MoreU Haul!
With the temperature set to stay exactly the same and the scenery set to remain exactly the same too we got the nudge we needed to hire a van, pop Tilly in the back and head to the coast – an invitation to the Independence Day festivities with our cousins Annie and Alyson up in New York! No point wasting time when a fridge full of champers needs our attention so we cycled out of Alabama – the land of the unleashed dog – and into Georgia to pick our van up at Donalsonville. Now you all know I’m a teensy weensy bit obsessive from time to time so we headed to Brunswick...
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