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Well, been quite quiet here on the blog front - so to update some details to aid my failing memory as I slide into my dotage! New rear Angel for Cindi from Drury tyres, also got them to put the new R&G rear axle bobbin gubbins in at the same time. Thinking what the hey, get right angled valve installed as well (they currently have two of mine in stowage ready for when I change the fronts on Cindi and the Big Ol'Hornet!) Also purchased a small "Muc-Off" ...
The alarm rang as planned at 7am… but I didn’t go anywhere, eventually rising at 7.45am. We had the day to ourselves, only moving on tomorrow morning. Most were visiting gardens and museums… not quite my cup of tea. Murray (my roommate) was planning to have a seaplane tour of Victoria. I was planning on visiting a small fishing port, Tofino, in the Pacific Rim National Park, a round trip of 650km. A fair distance, estimated to be 10-12 hours all up, as you couldn’t ...
My alarm rang at 5.15am… yep, 5.15am, at the request of Murray. He was on the early boat to Victoria, which left Port Angeles at 1.15pm and had to be there at 12.15pm. To make sure he was on that boat, I made sure he was awake, and he was already in the shower. A few mutterings to him to close the blinds once he was done (it was still dark), I set my alarm for 7am and rolled over and went back to sleep. The alarm dutifully rang, I turned off and rolled over again, thinking a few ...
Up at 7am, only I wasn’t up, and took another 15min to actually get out of bed. Dressed and over to the main building for breakfast at $4.95, cereal and yoghurt, the usual fare and still delicious. While eating, thunder has descended on the Hotel… no, just the Harleys already leaving around 8am. I take longer to get ready, finally departing rather late at 9.30am. The gas station was a little further up the road than I thought it would be, but still well within range. Once ...
Alarm at 7.30am, and a slightly more leisurely start for Murray and I. He’d had a long previous day, and I simply liked sleeping, bit of a late starter etc. The Humboldt had a complimentary breakfast, so across to the room for that, more cereal, orange juice, yoghurt etc. The rest of the bikes were away early again, I took my sweet time, Murray even had a quick 20 winks in full gear on his bed (minus helmet and gloves). Heading towards the freeway for the gas station ...
The next few blogs at least are going to be a bit shorter… time seems to disappear faster than I can count, and now I am a few days behind (still posting them on the correct dates though). I’ve also decided to abandon the idea of videoing pieces of the route with a camera I borrowed from GiJoe. I spend all the time photographing, blogging and actually enjoying the holiday, without more top. Anyway, onward with the blog. 7am, the usual bloody alarm. Reached for ...
The alarm rings at 8am. It’s a lay day in San Francisco. Those that are hiring bikes are collecting them today, the rest of us can do anything we like. A few of us have booked Alcatraz Cruises, I have as well (couldn’t pass up the chance to visit the iconic island). I booked weeks ago, but still couldn’t get anything earlier than 11.30am. Murray is sharing my room, and he hasn’t booked anything, but reckons a harbour cruise would suit him. I mention my preference ...
I wasted far too much time the previous evening watching movies I didn’t need to watch. Braveheart from end to end, probably for the first time along with a series of other stuff. This meant I didn’t get nearly as much sleep as I should have, so when the alarm went off at 7am… I didn’t want to get up. Rolling over, I lost a few minutes, but got up anyway, jumping into the shower to wake up. I didn’t know what time the group was leaving, but presumed the ...