The First Day. Thursday and Disaster strikes

Well what a day Thursday has been.   Up at the crack of dawn and full of all sorts of joy. Set off nice and early at smack on 8am, and made really good time through Wrexham and towards Oswestry.  Had Mc D breakfast at the Llangollen turnoff and cracked on.  Just this side of Shrewsbury at the 50 mile mark, the engine spluttered and died as it always does before I can get it switched on to the reserve tank.  Could I get it going again, tried everything, filled it up from my can, put it back on main tank.... Nothing.  In the end resorted to the AA who came in about 30 minutes and pronounced that there was no spark.  He tried to get it in locally for me, but eventually we resorted to towing it back to Ellesmere port to Turners for them to have a look at.  Got back there at about 2pm, and give them great credit, they dropped everything that they were doing and set about replacing, first the points and condensor, and then with still no spark, the coil as well.  That fixed it so at 5:15 pm I set off again, undaunted, to try and get as far south as I could. The bike ran like a dream and I finally gave up fighting tiredness, and the onset of severe backside pain having arrived at Broadway, just the other side of Evesham.   Total mileage for the day was 166 miles, which would of course have got me exactly to where I had planned if not for the duplication of 55 miles.

I was far to tired to do the blog, so my apologies for it being a day late.  Had a decent enough curry and 6 gins before collapsing.