We had only slept for 2 hours after an amazingnight in Dublin. Somewhere around 7:30 AM, we were already on a bus headed for the Cliffs of Moher. It’s approximately 280 km (174 miles) from Dublin. We would not be able to reach the Cliffs by riding our bikes, because we only had one and a half days to tour Ireland. We hadn’t planned on visiting this country, it just popped in our heads very spontaneously and we added it to our itinerary. Continue reading
The Cliffs of Moher, Mountain-Brompting and hitch-hiking
Day 15: Liverpool and the sunken Duckmarine
«Homeland of Beatles» – this is the only thing Tasha knew about Liverpool before today, may be also something about football club. But Yuliya have already been here and never got tired to repeat that it is her favorite city in England! It was impossible not to visit it after such advertising as far as Chester where we stayed was only 30 km away from Liverpool.
But first of all we have to make an important thing. To cure Yuliya’s tooth which was mostly damaged in our small mountain crash. And we went to the small local stomatology.
Day 13 & 14: 50 miles to Chester and traveling with 3 children
Our hostel, gently covered with tight little clouds, was located high in the mountains, so we started the day by carefully descending down the road. We walked down the first hill since the sign happily informed the slope was about 25 degrees steep. Obviously , after yesterday’s adventure we didn’t risk testing our brakes. We were on our way to Chester.
Day 12: Snowdonia. Riding an ambulance to the mountain top!
We spent a night in the train going to the North of Wales. In order to get to Llandudno from Llanelli we had to change from one train to another four times. We slept for a few hours, one can say we didn’t sleep at all. We arrived to Conwy County at about 10 o’clock in the morning. Our destination was Snowdonia – a huge national park in North Wales, famous for its beautiful mountains and lakes. Continue reading
Clover, harp and Guinnes – a change in our plans!
Well, dear friends… We have
a little a huge change in our plans But don’t worry – it’s for the best =) We are going to the motherland of Oscar Wilde, and James Joyce… and of the best dark beer in the world! IRELAND, we are coming!!!!
Yep, not only to Northern Ireland, but to the one where Dublin is! We want it – we do it! So we have already got our tickets to Dublin from Liverpool through
So, our plan for the moment:
Day 10-11: Swansea, Llanelli and fun on the beach
It is about 60 miles from Cardiff to Llanelli. We didn’t want to beat our last 54-miles record – we wanted to swim! It was Thursday, the end of the second week of our journey and we had something to celebrate. A little beach town Swansea, about which we have heard a lot of good, was right on our way to Llanelli.
So, inspired by great weather and good-bye cards from Nastya, we jumped on a train to Swansea with a strong intention to bathe in the sea there!
Day 8 and 9: Cardiff, red dragon and leek
Perhaps, no other city made us so happy on arrival as the capital of Wales – Cardiff (Caerdydd – in Welsh). When 86 kilometers on a bike are behind and friends are waiting – anyone would be happy! But Cardiff also fascinated us by its ancient Welsh culture – in our first days in Wales we tried to dive into this culture as deep as possible.
Day 7: Leaving England, meeting Wales – a 54-miles-ride!
After waking up in an ancient Bristol castle, like real princesses, we started the day with morning beans and eclairs, had traditional tea with milk and continued out journey. We had to go more than 50 miles to Cardiff.
Day 6: Bath-Bristol. Railway Cycle Path.
The morning started veeeeery early – when you sleep outside the sun doesn’t let you stay asleep for long! We finished a couple of posts right in our shelter in the yard of a tavern and were treated with fresh tea from a nice girl, who came with the first rays of sun to clean up the place.
Bradford on Avon is a home of beautiful Moulton bicycles – we were very curiuos to take a look at them, but the goal to get to Bristol that day was much more important. Sleeping outside was a nice adventure, but we didn’t want to repeat it! =)
Day 5: Stonehenge and a night on the street
Very early in the morning we headed towards Wiltshire and became one of the first visitors of the famous Stonehenge. Which was great – it was Saturday and crowds of tourists started to come and make huge lines at the entrance in about an hour.