|Jamie ('Mac' 'Tim's Friend) and Doo ('Tim') after completing TAW 2018|
Expensive this adventure of ours, maybe too expensive for a pauper like me. As soon as we got to the ferry point we had to pay a whopping £90 for parking expenses. Before we got on the ferry we were stung again and had to shell out another £40 to transport our bikes on said vessel (£10 each, each way). Not sure what this 'bike money' was for as there was no where suitable or decent bike storage or security provided on the ferry. We were joined by a few other crazy folk who had also entered the race. Once on the ferry, we slept.
|Arrived at Trinity College|
|Irish Whiskey and Guinness, what else?!|
|Race goodies - T-shirt, bum butter, tracker, cap, brevet and 'wonder' bar|
In the late evening we went and ate some super nice noodles and rice. Returned to our rooms relatively early. After popping my pain killers and some valium, lights were out at 8:15 p.m. When we awoke it was race day!
|The 12k trek to the start|
Before our race began, we had another super big breakfast, just like the previous day only more of it. We then had to cycle to the start, a short distance away. Once at the start we had to wait for our wave to be waved off. Jamie and I were in the last wave because we were a pair (of idiots) and had to sit a whole hour before we could depart.
|Ready for the off, off|
|Ready for the off|
|TAW day 1 (232k)|
|Jamie, rolling on the TAW at last|
|My daily notes, rice pudding and spork|
|Road closed, really?|
After a bit of mis-navigation, we found 51 Strand Street, our hostel for the night. I rang the bell and a very fat man answered the door and did not present as impressed one bit. He complained we were late and ordered us up the stairs to park our bikes in an outside room. This room was not a room at all, though we did not know this until the following day when we retrieved our bikes. This 'room' was an outside space on a roof or something. Mr Fat Man then showed us our room, a big room with a triple bunk and a double bed. I think he said it was too late for us to shower and was keen for us to go to bed. He was not pleased we wanted to sleep in separate beds and grudgingly went and got clean sheets for Jamie's bunk. 'So, you two don't want to sleep together no. Hmm. I'll have to get extra sheets' he said, in his saddened, 'you have really put me out' tone. His last remark was, 'the breakfast here is very good. We have eggs'. Looking at the size of him, we could not wait until breakfast and slept well with dreams of bacon, sausage and of course eggs!