By Pan to Ballantrae – sixty five miles by my watch. Just a village by the sea behind that snowcapped mountain in the distance —
Didn’t seem very far at all on the Pan European – —
I guess I will have to recalibrate my poor brainbox for this bike. I had her fishtailing under the brakes into a ninety right leading onto a stone-walled bridge in a manner that Mark Marques would have been proud of at one point.
Pity that big V4 is hidden behind plastic for she is certainly a peach of a motor —
I had taken the hill route and when I eached the coast I made an early stop to explore for driftwood by yon houses at the far end of the bay —
There’s more here than I can fit in the panniers —
all watched over by a memorial to Henry Ewing-Torbet —
His epitaph reads – ‘Respected and Independant’ – he couldn’t have been a politician.
No worries – Henry has lovely views —
in every direction —
including to Ailsa Craig —
Beautiful – but —
my next view will be of the road down the coast to Cairnryan and Stranraer where I pick up the A75 for home to complete the circle 🙂