Steve J Makin:
Loaded Fargo, about 75lbs I reckon
Steve J Makin:
drying riding clothes at the camp spot
Steve J Makin:
up and ready to go, day 2
Steve J Makin:
where I was supposed to be heading
Steve J Makin:
rest stop, day 2, tired now
Steve J Makin:
Sunday morning
Steve J Makin:
You cant see the wind here, but believe me it was horrendous
Steve J Makin:
lonely Newborough, weather looking grim
Steve J Makin:
last gasp of sun
Steve J Makin:
sundown
Steve J Makin:
camp spot sorted
Steve J Makin:
eating my tea, teeside chilli and a kitkat
Steve J Makin:
waiting for the midges, they never came
Steve J Makin:
drying tree
Steve J Makin:
tele tubbie land
Steve J Makin:
wondering if I could sleep down there ?, too many people, too near the road, too open
Steve J Makin:
wave watching
Steve J Makin:
howling wind
Steve J Makin:
the proposed destination
Steve J Makin:
Rhoscolyn
Steve J Makin:
Holyhead
Steve J Makin:
end of the road
Steve J Makin:
snack time
Steve J Makin:
hungry ?
Steve J Makin:
staring at the sea, Cemlyn
Steve J Makin:
wave watching, Cemlyn
