Minirolls Musings

Long Lysefjord

We were up far too late last night watching the sunset from the roof of the cabin. This far north it doesn’t get dark till well gone 11pm and then it starts getting light early. Without meaning to, we had ourselves a really long day and then woke early. More sleep was needed but we were eager for the next walk I’d found; the Fantapytten

Haugesund

The centre of this town is quite literally the port wharf. Where there used to be bustling fishing and cargo boats, now bob small ferries and yachts. The cobbles from yesteryear either replaced, or pressure-washed of all history, face the water. And the tall and impressive warehouse buildings now gentrified, painted neatly with glass fronted bars and restaurants.

Setting Off Twice

It was a good job Aimi forced Kai to pick us up early. 2 miles towards the airport she realised she had forgotten her phone and we had to loop back to get it.

So Soggy I Swam

Starting the day, the Scottish way again with a nice big breakfast.

Daito Meets The Sea

The dogs rose before dawn, so naturally, so did we. 7am and it was still pitch black outside but routine is routine and apparently I’m not getting out of it even on holiday.

Dog Bed

Our first campervan night with Daito was actually great! Aimi was a little worried he wouldn’t settle, but the long drive was obviously tiring. He’s also got the hang of his bed under ours.

Heading North

Oh what a long bloody way “actual” Scotland is. Not the border. That came and went an hour ago. But proper mountains and forests and lochs.

Gear Sequence

Not much to say about today. Aimi basically only talked to me about how to get dressed. Kinda the opposite of what a red blooded male enjoys.

Portmerion & Porthmadog

Don’t go to Portmerion. The best way I can describe it is like a theme park for old people, where the only ride is “getting a coffee”.

Aberdunant Welsh Roads

After a far more stressful weekend than I deserved, we are off to Wales again on the bikes. Now I’ve graduated to ‘Fair Weather Rider’ from ‘Only Method Of Transport’, we don’t ever go out unless it’s looking pristine. This is why I was surprised Aimi wanted to ride in the rain. Usually she’s reluctant unless the weather porridge is just right… but this trip she WANTS to ride in the rain! I’m not about to dissuade her, I’m hoping she will come to Dragon Rally next year.