Irish Welsh weekend Event 2014
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Jean and I had just finished the Slievenamon weekend, so we moved on to
the Rhu Glenn hotel at Slieverue, which is just outside Waterford, to
wait for the following weekend when the West South Wales Section had
their visit for a weekend of riding with the Leinster Classic
Motorcycle club. The get together takes place each year and alternates
between Wales and Ireland - this year was the 20th occasion of the
event. Before the weekend, Jean and I had a few days to have a look
around the area and just be 'tourists'.
Friday was soon upon us and the West Wales members - along with Rob J -
were expected to arrive in Rosslare at about 6pm and the hotel by
around 7.15. We waited and waited and it was nearly 9pm by the time
everyone arrived, all due to the ferry being late. It was then a case
of say a few hellos and dive in for the evening meal, before heading
for bed or the bar.
Saturday dawned a bit cloudy and grey, there was definitely a spot of
the wet stuff in the air. The run was not due to start until a
civilised 12 noon, so there was plenty of time for breakfast and for us
to unload the Morini from the van. We were very grateful that we had
taken a second bike with us - and the fact that it had suspension. I
took some photos as everyone readied themselves. Sorry there are few
details on what and who, as I have no list of bikes present and am
lousy at remembering names:
The run was to operate on the 'drop off' system and it worked quite
well as we set off northwards towards New Ross. Soon we were off onto
the side roads which seemed a whole lot better than those that we had
ridden on the previous weekend, or was it the fact that the Morini had
suspension? We had an afternoon stop organised in the pretty village of
Inistioge, with the following pics being taken there:
then moved on to Graiguenamanagh and a 20 minute stop on the quay side
where we met a couple from the town that ran their local news website.
Lot's of photos were taken and maybe a group one will come our way
sometime, but I'm not holding my breath.
Maybe a few notes about Egzon, who was riding in Val Newton's Lomax -
read about what had happened to him here.
Just in case you're interested further, visit Val Newton's Wales
Romanian Aid website and see what she does.
rain had really not come to much at all during the day out, and in fact
we saw some patchy sunshine. Back at the ranch, as the saying goes,
Rob, who's 400/4 was not charging it's battery, removed the
battery for it's daily charging in the hotel bedroom overnight. The
developed the non-charging fault two weeks earlier on the South West
Coast run, but that didn't daunt our Rob from risking it in Ireland.
Meanwhile, Graham, or
was it Gareth, was having battery problems with his BSA outfit, as his
solid state battery had exploded, so the
Indian battery was loaned out to help solve that problem. The
evening consisted of an excellent rally dinner:
dawned and the weather had really perked up and we had sunshine most of
the day - at the start were a few more bikes that I hadn't seen the day
set off on the 10 mile run north to New Ross and then down the other
side of the river Barrow. We ended up at the 'Passage East' ferry with
the crossing for all of the bikes having been arranged before hand.
From the ferry we headed along the coast to Tramore, a small seaside
town complete with funfair. Our lunch stop was at the 'Majestic' hotel.
Lunch we travelled some 16 odd miles along the 'Copper Coast' road and
it was Rob who spotted that I had missed the next turning. There was a
group of four bikes in front and they also missed the turning - must
remember not to blindly follow others. The next stop was at Crotty's
William Crotty, who the pub is named after was an highwayman. He used
to steal from the rich and give any excess to the poor. He was hung,
drawn and quartered in 1742 when barely 30 years of age. The run back
to the Rhu Glenn was along some of Irelands better roads and a real
pleasure to ride.
The following day was a free day as the
ferry back home was not until 9pm. Rob and a few others
go and see the Hook Lighthouse, while Jean and I settled for Wexford
and the Johnstown Castle Agricultural Museum. We managed to get caught
in a torrential downpour in Wexford but the sun then came out for the
rest of the day and our visits were very interesting, I must say. Then,
on the way back to Rosslare and the ferry, my mobile rang, a text from
Rob asking to borrow the Morini Battery as his had eventually given up
the ghost. We met at a pub just above the ferryport and batterys were
swapped. I can see a business opening here - 'Batteries R Us', I
reckon, rent your battery from me.
For Jean and myself we were back home by 3am, whilst Rob stayed
with Graham who lives in Goodwick, a mere mile from the ferry and
travelled home the following day.