Long time lurker eventually decides to gety finger out and post something.. This report lives in another form on another forum but I will re write it here to comply with swearing and stuff. This journey was a few years back. I had been farting around the house, knew that there was a week or two of holidays coming up and wanted to get out on the bike somewhere. I had an early 1100GS that had a few miles on the clock and decided to drop a bollock a few weeks before the holiday. As chance so often does in these situations, a friend had an rather spiffing, clean and fresh 1100 GS but really wanted an 1150Adv. I advbised him that he should get the Adv and lo and behold an imaculate and fresh 1100 was on the market..... Now that the budget for any big road trip had gone up in smoke, I knew that I had to play nearer home. I am from the top west of Ireland and have a brother living down in Cork. The bottom middle bit. I have often spun down to see him and his family but never really had the time to explore that neck of the woods much. I would take a few days and follow the coast down to him and then up the other side of the country. Superb plan I thought. How long could it take anyway. And it's summer. It won't rain. Here's a picture of how intelligent I look(ed) ... So, the day of departure dawned and it was damp. No problem really. It was summer after all.. I headed west towards Sligo. My plan was to west asa far as I could, then turn left and then keep going until I came back around to a small town called Ballyshannon and a roundabout there that I had gone straight through. At journys end, I would approach said roundabout from another road, hence completing y lap of this fair, green land. Anyhow, as the god of best laid plans seen to, it pissed rain. ALL DAY. I hit Sligo in a steady drzzle and sallyed forth for County Mayo. This sticks out into the Atlantic somewhat and as I rode down the coast, gales tried blow me home. The rain turned torrential and not for the first time that day laughed rather too maniacally into the chin bar of my helmet and tried to curl up out of the weather.