It took a while for the marshals to get the idea of funnelling jelly babies to the peloton as something they wanted to do. But they soon got the idea.
Dave Byrne eventually showed up in his ducky helmet and his music. Have to say he was missed. Dave always keeps us going. usually at a hilltop urging on the stragglers.
As there was no hills on the route today he just had to keep up.
Some decided to take hills I preferred to have flat to downhill. Im so lazy!
Bohola sounds African and Kiltimagh made me think of Christy. Christy Moore not Christy Bannon!
Swinford reminded me of pork chops and Charlestown made me think of Clarke Gable but 'frankly my dear, I don't give a damn'. Tubbercurry made me hungry and I was glad when Sligo and the Sligo Park appeared.
An exhausting day and I just want my 4 course dinner a few pints of the black stuff and off to bed. My bike is in the spare bed tonight because she kicks!
See you tomorrow for tomorrows route. Sligo to my favourite county (apart from Antrim that is) Donegal.
Its Virtual and I wish it wasn't.
Night night!
Have you washed your hands?
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