July 24 - Rode 80k with Fraser Hill Tom and Mike in Westport, Ireland. Road is rough... great for resistance training, scenery is stunning... weather is cold... makes me hungry fast and sinfully drank one glass of Irish Guinness stout for recovery!
Tomorrow we are doing @ least another 80k ride to Clifden.
Fraser Hill Tom was trying to 'kill' me by taking me to more hills and setting a fast pace! Hope I survive tomorrow!
- Snailing in Ireland
July 25 - First of all, Fraser Hill Tom & his wife Marea have been over feeding and teaching me how to drink Guinness since I arrived! Was wondering how am I going to keep up with Tom with the extra baggage!
Sat July 24 - Started the ride @ Clifden, Joyce Country in Ireland...after Mike dropped us off.
Obviously I was delighted to know that I am in Joyce Country named after James Joyce. Fraser Hill Tom promised that we will be riding with tail wind if we start in Clifden back to Westport but I also learn you can never trust Irish man when he kept changing the mileage the day before.
As usual it was very cold for me and they call it summer here! Ireland roads are rough and u literally 'vibrate' on your bike! Reminded me of a joke that I heard long ago about two nuns riding their bicycles who took a short cut on those rough roads. After the ride, the nun asked, sister, have u come that way before? Now, I know where the joke came from!
Had a lot of fun chasing and drafting Tom who I suspect was on 'Viagra' power since he is working for Pfizer. Vibrating and dancing against the wind is definitely a new challenge ... and thought this is great training if I ever want to do the Tour of Etape again.
Scenery is fabulous and must say the cars here do respect cyclists or maybe because they know Tom? As we were about to reach home, Tom decided to extend the ride to the 'Quay' to show me the river &sea and torture me with a final hill to get home - total mileage 82k
The reward that night was a nice Irish/Italian dinner of the best mussels cooked in wine, fresh monk fish in lemon butter sauce and tiramisu dessert followed by a cultural experience of an Irish famous pub Matt Molloys where it was packed shoulder to shoulder with everyone holding on to a drink!
I must be excited today and was up earlier since Tom promised another scenic vibrant 'tour' to Achill island.
Photos will have to wait till I get back in August.
- Snail drinking in Ireland :)
July 26 - Blowing in the Wind...
How many roads must a man cycle along before they call him a man?
How many rides must the snail ride before she gets to eat and eat?
The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind
The answer is blowing in the wind.... (Bob Dylan lyrics)
Har, blowing in the wind of Ireland! Yesterday rode with Fraser Hill Tom from Newport to Achills Island ... back to Newport and home - 98k and had another mind blowing experience! Mind blowing coz first of all, the snail has a chicken heart and sometimes I wonder why am I cycling? Hate going downhill @ rocket pace and of course climbing mountains is another sad story too!
Ireland wind comes from all direction near Achills Island, I had to hold tightly to handle bar coz i could feel the wind pushing me off direction...and the road signs showing the car slipping off the road didn't help! Hanging on behind Tom for my dear life and Tom kept asking...err, Joyce... U still there? Later he told me that there are cyclists that get blown off the road!
Thank goodness the wind took pity on us and later we did enjoy some marvelous tail wind along the rolling hills of Ireland. Weather was typical Irish according to Tom...a little 'misty' rain, cold wind and occasionally the sun will sneak out and smile @ us.
I began to imagine that if I had continue to stay in Ireland, I would have become a stronger rider and turn into a Monster Snail riding in the rough road, cold wind and hills of Ireland! Too much Guinness Stout that let's ur fantasy break wild?
My answer my friend is blowing in the wind of Ireland!
Thank you Tom and Marea for the Irish experience and see u both in Singapore this October!
- 'Monster' Snail