Thursday 2 August 2012

Next stop, The Republic

Our next stop would be our lunch stop and this would be in our fifth country, The Republic of Ireland. The border crossing was barely noticeable, certainly no soldiers sporting armalite rifles, which I dare say was the case before the peace agreement came into force. Instead, just a sign saying we were entering whichever county it was (Co, Monahan I think) and the change from mph to kph on the speed limit road signs.

Lunch would be at Subway, in Monahan. Oh no it wouldn't. That had obviously closed since the street view car had been around but luckily the cafe I'd also spotted on street view,  was still in business and so were we. The Hogs gave me some stick about the Subway. It seems they had been gearing themselves up for BMT or something. Me too, if truth be told.

Well lads, check this link out!!

http://goo.gl/maps/7S0xk

Fed and watered, we carried on our way. There were no sightseeing stops planned for this part of the journey, we'd done the Causeway and Lough Neagh, so now we were just mile crunching to get to our next coffee stop at Granard. Another street view target and another blow out, the bar and coffee house, now something totally different, so we rode on through.

 A little way down the road, there was a petrol station and it had a coffee machine, so the Hogs were happy once again. The young lad behind the counter was wearing an Arsenal shirt, not the first I'd seen. I questioned why he was serving a kid wearing a Chelsea shirt, though I think the point was lost on him.

Soon back in the saddle, we were heading for our second lough of the day, our first in the Republic though, Lough Ree. The bit we were visiting was just a small offshoot at the south eastern tip. Thankfully, another street view location, a car park at the water's edge, actually existed. It was on a slope and very gravelly, so we had to be careful turning the bikes around and all watched anxiously as Dudley duck walked his Harley to face the way out. No mishaps this time though.

We took some photos and chatted with a couple who'd driven in to the car park. They were interested to know what we were up to. Biggsey duly produced his card again, as he explained how we'd met on Route 66.

The sun was still shining, glinting off the water's surface as we rode away on our short trip down to Athlone. What a brilliant day, despite no Subway!


Party Time on Lough Ree

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