The Trip Home - Day 3

After a cloudy and chilly start, the V-Rod with the broken shock was loaded onto the van and we were away. Slowly the weather became wetter and colder, although it was the drop to 8degC as we crossed over some mountains that played the bigger part. The bikes had become separated from the van because of an accident so, when we hit low cloud over the higher mountains, the luggage left in the van, with wet weather gear for some, became a problem for some! Not alone with wet jeans, Sue was shaking so much when we caught up with the van at a coffee stop, she could barely light a ciggie! I didn't laugh too much.
From that stop, the weather got a bit better and, after an immensely impressive ride down from on high, we found our way to the ferry terminal and bright sunshine. The V-Rod was unloaded and the two others put on instead. Possibly because of the load, the ferry was a bit late leaving and we were all feeling a bit tired by then.
The ferry found its way to open choppy sea and the crew's first job seem to be to top up all the sick bag dispensers! There was live music and another visit to the buffet, which seemed to perk some of us up, so it wasn't quite as early to bed as foreseen, but we still had plenty of hours left because of the time change.