Returning to our bikes in 'the black hole of Calcutta' (Deck 2 of the ferry) is always a real treat, especially when the stay is extended due to a car driver (on the ramp out) still being in his cabin when all the other vehicles have left. This also put us further back in the long immigration queue. All this meant was being released into the Plymouth rush hour. Fortunately, motor bikes can use the bus lanes in Plymouth so it was on to the fast slog of the motorways.
Our overnight stop was near Monmouth. The final 30 miles were in the dark, on country roads. (The first ride in the dark on unknown roads for several years). We kept a reasonable pace, navigating as much by gps as by vision.
A very unhealthy dinner of Hammy Mcbeardface for John and a 'sharing platter' of deep fried goodies for me was accompanied by anti-Scottish comments by those locals watching a World Cup qualifier on TV. I didn't join the conversation but hope a few of them spotted my t-shirt on our departure.
The final journey home was spent 50% on the motorway and was very cold. With only one murder attempt by a car driver (who was very amused by the incident!) We arrived home, frozen and stiff just before dark.
Bikes packed away for future cleaning, the final trip statistics will follow.
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