Waterford, Blackwater, Water on the knee.
Anyhow. This morning I was awoken by a biblical thunderstorm... I decided to let the weather clear before setting off, and after that, I saw not one drop of rain all day...
After picking my bike up from Ruth and saying my goodbyes to Pat and Lilly, I was headed for Wexford... Bad news. My biggest fear has raised it's head and my left knee is giving me gip. I'm a real princess and the pea cyclist and I do need my bikes set up exactly right or my knees start complaining... And they have. I need a new seatpost and soon or I'm in trouble...
So, with a slightly despondent mood, I did my first bit of 'straighlining' of the coast as there's no real route around the Rosslare part, and I'm going to avoid N roads as much as physically possible... After a little cross country detour via Bridgetown (3 guesses where it got the name) I headed towards Kilmore Quay. A brief stop and chat with a couple of guys building a wall cheered me right up, and they recomended I stop at Kehoe's for lunch.
Good advice, it turned out... Chris wouldn't let me pay and treatred me to a fabulous locally-caught fish lunch.
Everyone knows how much I love Scotland, but the one big difference between the two countries has to be the food... Really good quality, genuinely. And I'm not being paid to say that!
Kilmore Bay to Ballyhack for the crossing towards Waterford was in part the toughest part of the ride so far... A long, almost Roman Road dragged on for miles in a straight line where I could see all the hills in front of me... not fun with a dodgy knee. The Ferryman wouldn't take my cash either to Passage East. I was in county Waterford, and Munster after starting in Leinster and County Dublin...
After a pretty quiet day I sterted to get lots of waves and laughs and cheers as I got to Waterford... A Director of Travelodge, Richard O'Sullivan contacted me about me staying anywhere there's a lodge on my route, and I took him up on it tonight. I'm writing this on the Travelodge office computer, and, as I'm finding about Irish hospitality almost everywhere, the guys here can't do enough for me... I'm off to bed. Ray D'arcy's going to call me again in the morning and I want to do more than just yawn when he does... Zzzzz
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