Many Days of Motoring

Many days of motoring!

These bikes are a tenacious pair. They are still only a few feet from the rear bumper. In for a bit of a shock tomorrow when they will be permanently separated from the mother ship.  Yes, after seven days of sitting with knees up around chin and buttocks stuck to the seat, we shall be free. But what fun we have had. Sweden, it seems, is unable to make up its mind about how fast you may drive your car so signs proliferate indicating anything from 30 to 110 in the space of 100 metres. Someone has made a fortune from road signs.  Accommodation has been everything from outstanding to downright awful. The ‘awful ‘being the first night for Dean and Ann who arrived on time in Stockholm (courtesy of Ryanair and who deserved better in view of the extraordinary favour they are doing us) . There was a room with a view but we weren’t in it! Instead we enjoyed the delights of a bomb site. In mitigation, it was clean and lots of food (even Dean had sufficient!) and the restaurant for dinner was right on the lakeside with excellent fare.

Now we are above the Arctic circle and, for those who know me, they will undoubtedly consider  this  to be something of an achievement in its own right. I REALLY don’t do cold, not that it is very cold. Thankfully only little patches of snow! Competition hotted up to see who would be the first to spot a moose. Dean won; but then in a heightened state of excitement,  spotted another in the distance. No, it was a wooden post box! Then Mr. Moose spotter extraordinaire took to photographing reindeer with limited success. ‘Open the window Al.  No, not yours you plonker! An excellent photo of the passenger window.

  As we seem to be only four of about five people in Finland, today we head for Norway and take-off! Bikes and bodies in for a bit of a shock.