buldern - st.hubert
st.hubert - harwich - halstead
On the Ferry
After leaving the flatlands behind i'm on the ferry from
Rotterdam to Hull: and what was anounced as a choppy crossing appears
to be as flat as the land itself.
I find it hard to write about Holland, maybe i just don't klick..but
find the time to get lost in the thickness of the little roads you'll
This reminds me of Paul Verillio talking about speed and how everything
gets faster, and i appear to be one of those trying very hard to slow
down, but having taken the motorway for the first time puts things into
relation somehow. Haha, met the MZ rider from Liverpool i met in the
Ore mountains at the terminal, his bike shiny as always but with about
4000km more on the clock. Coincidences...
Anyways, the Hull ferry was too expensive (due to TT weekend around
the corner), the Harwich crossing about a 100 euro cheaper which is
still a rip off; the trustworthy Hack parked between a Vincent combo
and two Ducatis - let's call it good company!
I don't know where i'm heading at the moment, we'll see, haven't even
had a look on the map, but looking forward to travelling through gb;
it has been a long time i went there last, a year can be a long time
and living in a different country changes perception....
Vincent traveller's wife sat in the chair like noone could wreck the
world, and i said, ah, there's actually a character underneath all these
clothes and she said
too right. Haha, had a brilliant time with the Dutch people in the smoking
room, what a bunch of characters...and the bald-headed trucker got his
leg over mrs lovely, nice one.
Well then, people are people are lovely smiles are indifferent are functional
are full of heart. Sometimes.
status bike: chugging along
status max: navigating, suffering from booze abuse later
status weather: windy and chilly