Really chucking down on the way to the port, but I mastered the rain cape and did not get too wet in the process. The route below includes a bit of cross country which I suspect gave me a taste of things to come (i.e. muddy roads with puddles) in the equatorial regions of Africa.
On the way into town I though it was time to immortalise the precarious weather conditions into the inevitable selfie.
Believe it or not it stopped raining almost as soon as I got to Portsmouth, I found a place to leave the bike and off I am exploring the city for the last few hours in Britain.
In the spirit of trying everything the locality has to offer I also had some Welks from a seafront stall. I could almost feel Tarn kicking me as she used to do when I was randomly ordering oysters or other seafood without a care for the possible consequences.
Selfie not a good advert!
Whelks don’t look very appetising Alex.
So glad you’ve reached the cusp of UK and wish you well for your crossing and journey beyond.
By the way I bought some of the tuna fillets from M&S – you’re right they’re absolutely fantastic!
Take care pal – I hope you’re heading for better weather!
JT x
Harrisons are always right, remember? She’d have had her reasons.
Safe crossing. X
Beware sea food Alex.
It had dire consequences for
Brenda 31 years ago, she hasn’t tasted it since.
Safe crossing
Jimmy.
Ma tu sarai vaccinato contro l’epatite A,no?!