The unbearable duckster
Seven days to go and the Summer weather has arrived. The next few days will be spent packing odds and ends and keeping an eye on the weather reports for Dartmoor.
I am feeling tired and drained since finishing the TKAS nearly two weeks ago. Had hoped the couple of weeks rest might charge the battery but I’m not sure.
Tomorrow is the Croí cycle around Lough Corrib. Looking forward to that. Tomorrow night I reread the advise I wrote to myself after finishing last year. Not looking forward to that
Day 1 Beautiful weather, Sun, sheep and spectacular scenery. 150km at 30kph. Plan was to take it easy toady but predictably I raced around to the point of exhaustion.
So I’m sitting in the bath watching Quintana winning the Giro and soaking my muscles in Epson salts. I stand to adjust my drying cycling gear when I hear a child’s shrill voice from the street 2 floors below
‘Look Mummy, a man with no clothes!’
I leap to the window and crane my neck left and right scanning the street for this deviant. My eyes fall on an open mouthed woman starring at me while she hugs her daughter from behind, her shopping discarded on pavement all around her. The young girl has freed her eyes from her mother’s blindfold and she too is starring open mouthed. A small crowd is gathering. Next I notice a teenage boy, likely her son. This smart lad has his smart phone out and is hoping to capture the moment.
I bid a hasty retreat. Second thoughts, my La Vie Claire top is a little too distinctive. I dash to the window and pull it from the hanger and clutch it to my naked form. Best wear something else tomorrow.
No doubt Grainnne Ni Seoighe’s beautiful brown eyes and pouting lips will be starring out in the next episode of Crimecall pleading with viewers to help catch this deviant. Garda Mary Flynn will be standing next to a photofit of an as yet unidentified man in a La Vie Claire cycling outfit. Grains will express her hope aloud that this monster is apprehended quickly. She’ll sign off with ‘So goodnight and please don’t have nightmares’
Bernard Hinault will have some explaining to do to his wife. He will likely say it was Greg Le Monde and Le Monde will tell his wife it was Hinault.
I only hope the photofit doesn’t make me look fat and the eye witness description does me justice
It is 12 years since a stage of the Rás finished in Charleville. The day was sunny and warm just long enough to watch Austrian rider Jan Sokol receive the applause from the Crowd as Stage winner. He was in an eight man break away for much of the day and out sprinted the others to claim the stage.
just as the riders left the stage the heavens opened and a 30 min lightening storm ensued.
The riders head into the hills in the next couple of days. I would love to see the finish on seskin but I gotta work