Well, it had to happen eventually? Day 3 dawned without any sun, and by the time we had consumed our fantastic breakfasts and got ready, we emerged only to find it had started raining! However, the rain stayed light over Snowdonia and we had a great tail wind blowing us to Holyhead.
We've also decided that in the main, car drivers are very good, but a few are just such impatient idiots! We were on a pretty tight time schedule today, so really had to get our heads down and nail it over to Holyhead, so apologies for the lack of pictures! However, before we got to Holyhead Kel had his inevitable daily mechanical! Today's tale of woe involved his rear brake wobbling so loose that we couldn't actually tighten it up again! After some racing for signs that none of us could pronounce (Adrian won them all from the back including RAF Valley) Kel won the all important Holyhead sign and we arrived at the ferry. Kel then proceeded to have a clothing mechanical! His beloved Assos rain proof packed up, we are all now seriously starting to wonder if he'll make it to the end at all?!
Anyway, no sooner had we got on the ferry that the lovely lady starting handing around sick bags in preparation for the rough crossing ahead. It really wasn't as bad as all that and after a couple of expensive but very mediocre coffees the playing cards came out and the usual competitive natures were exposed! Do we really have to take everything so seriously?!
Ferry done, and Kel's clothing mechanical mended, we headed into Dublin to get Kel's bike sorted. Again! Bike shop found (and having only been overtaken by a girl on a fixed 3 times!) brake mended, we headed back the way we came and out of town, north towards Dundalk. Painful though, as Dublin must have the most sets of traffic lights of anywhere we've ever been. Mile after mile of poor roads ensued, but the wind was helping so progress was swift. So swift in fact, that we found enough time to stop at the only pub we came close to, and have a couple of Guinness! (see the pictures on the blog)
With some more sponsor money donated very kindly by Anthony at McCormacks, we were on our way again, complete with beer legs!
A fast run in to Dundalk ensued, a couple of sneaky sprints (not won by senior bruv) and journeys end......
We are now all sat in this evening's pub (The Jockeys) where food and more Guinness have been fantastic. Landlady from the excellent B&B (Una's Little Haven - completely awesome) has given us a lift down and will be picking us up later. Pub also has a genuine Sean Kelly Tour De France green jersey from 1983.
More tomorrow ...
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