So we headed on up to Tobermorey yesterday and it was all proper countryside! Very British but on a much vaster scale and with these rather quaint drive ways leading to tall, brick built properties which backed on to these barely-standing-barns surrounded by perfectly manicured shrubs. Such an odd combination! It’s fab to be back on the road and in the elements again although I have to say there were some proper stinky smells (we’re not talking manure fresh, we’re more on the dead-fish-dog-breath scale. Entirely rancid, the kind of stench that your whole face violently repels in an instance, causing your nose to twist and strain in some kind of manic attempt to close down all operations. The pleasures of motorcycle riding eh? ;)) We were kind of a bit sleepy riding up and due to being fairly sunny I had the visor down most of the time. Initially I thought that due to this it was kind of dulling down the whole area around making it a kind of dusty grey look. But when I popped the sun visor up it hadn’t changed. Very bizarre kind of landscape… there was no real vibrancy to it, it was almost as if it had been desaturated of it’s colour. So despite all these rolling hills, meandering rivers, towering trees, hay fields and bundles, gorgeous villages of brick build properties with towers and grand drives… every thing had a kind of wistful melancholy to it. The funny thing is, the place names and road names have a lot of “grey” titles. “Grey Road”, “Greyline” “Grey Street”, “Grey Barns”… it was all very… dulled down.
Awesome couple of days! Had a superb stay with Sam’s cuz and his lovely lady (wifey-to-be!! Exciting!) and have just about managed to get everything sorted and together before heading off again! Big thanks again guys, you’ve been MEGA!
Today we have popped down to the astonishing Niagara falls! Sam’s been there already donkeys ago so kind of knew what to expect but for me it was a totally new experience. We entered via a road called Clifton Hills which is just a mind smash of completely bonkers-theme-park styled places. Seriously. Haunted houses with gargoyles and demons bursting out the buildings, towering dinosaurs, whacky film boff stuff, arcades and wax museums. It was like riding down through Alton Towers. Batty. Completely stupendously batty! We have it on film… need to get some vids up at some point!!
I haven’t posted this until I was far away enough from the country that it would have no negative impact on us at all. What happened that day was sickening and possibly the scariest and most horrific experience I have ever been in. I never want to ever be in that predicament again, nor do I wish for anyone else to be. I hope our blog helps others in safely getting across the border…
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“I CAaaaaaNT… Oh ****”