[[{"type":"media","view_mode":"media_large","fid":"124","attributes":{"class":"media-image size-medium wp-image-98 alignleft","typeof":"foaf:Image","style":"","width":"300","height":"122","title":"Da Ballyhoura Hooley 2010","alt":""}}]]The alarm woke me at 5:15, little did I realise that due to a communication problem I could have got another hour in the bed, thanks for that Garry.
Most of us met up for breakfast at 9am in the Horse and Jockey, and then made the final run down to Ballyhoura.
The weather was good with just a few rain showers but it was a cold day so we didn’t have too many long stops along the way. We did the red route missing the last 9k, covering about 40km and a few took a short cut due to injuries.
The pace was gentle but it did pick up a bit at times with Baggy V Lycra showing it’s head, I could taste eggs at 4km and bacon at about 8km, must be what they call an all day breakfast.
Patrick McKeever had the only major mechanical but in a flash blue peter genius they filled a 20mm hole in the tyre with about 15 patches to make it the 15km back to the car park, lads remember next time its Presta not Schrader.
After a tough day in the saddle we headed for the Deebert Hotel in Kilmallock where we were greeted by Margret who did a great job of looking after us for the night. After a couple of well earned pints and some slightly exaggerated stories, we then all settled down for a lovely meal (with four different types of spud!!).
After a few sociables in Duffys we got an invite to a party where the boys were left dancing on the tables in Ivan’s Bar at three o’clock in the morning with no signs of them stopping.
There was a groggy start to Sunday morning with half of us heading home with sore heads and the other half braving another run around the Ballyhoura trails.
Long Live Lycra