Awoke to no rain. Yippee. No wind. Yeehaw. Poured a bottle of water over my mobile phone to ensure holiday inaccessibility. Martina then punctured her back car wheel. Men sailed through with no problems. Sorting out the puncture cost us a couple of hours but got to Mizen, unloaded the bikes, lashed through a chocolate fudge cake and we were away. The terrain was magnificent – surf at Barley cove, hills with heather, gorse and exposed rock, hedgerows of fuschia and montbresha, sea/land/sea/land vistas. Patrick and Chris worked on composing a song as they toiled along. Think Ballylickey will get a mention. Had a gentle southerly to push us up the Caha pass. Of course it did rain for the climb up the Magillycuddy reeks so the descent from Molls gap ensured our brakes got a work out. Found the only Kerry man in Killarney, hidden amidst all the blow ins, to direct us to our hostel. Day one and 120km sorted!
Rosie