Having breakfasted well outside on the hotel terrace, the ride to the coast from Ragusa was far from onerous ,being downhill and once again rural. The land looked very dry in places, and must take some cultivating.
The day was perfect, and the sea dazzling off to my left. You could see Punta Secca from 10 kilometers away with its distinctive lighthouse and small boat harbour. This was it then.I could feel the bike slowing down.
Those of you who know the TV series Inspector Montalbano will be familiar with the location. Having watched many hours of the programme I fell in love with this part of Sicily where many of the scenes are filmed. It just happens to be on the south coast, which seemed perfect for journey’s end.
I owe some acknowledgements. I travelled alone for the most part, but many made this trip possible, and of course no man is an island.
To my brother, sister and nephew for their unfailing support. My brother-in-law who handcrafted a bike box that passed all scrutiny.Friends, ex colleagues, aquaintances and those who shared the road with me no matter how briefly. Chance brief encounters would lift the spirits.
To Rico for his efforts with the bike in Germany-he said it would get me here and he was right. To the bike itself. On occasions I kicked it, called it nasty names and threw it down. It wasn’t the bikes fault obviously, and man’s greatest invention carried me and all my luggage the length of Europe.
Last but no means least, Sussex County Hospital cardiac team and recovery ward staff. They gave me the heart back capable of making this trip. I am eternally in your debt.
After this I am off to Malta for the meanest months. I will probably start back on April 1st next year because it seemed appropriate! The blog will be northagain.wordpress.com
I would be delighted to have you all as companions.