Are We There Yet?

Last Saturday we hopped up bright and early and headed off on another of our adventures. It was a lovely, crisp, frosty morning when we left home at 7.00am.

We went for a drive in a hire car – a bit flasher than the buzz box we booked, but we won’t complain.

To our first via point.

I did a bit of this.

Ready to go.

We then spent rather a long time in a couple of these.

There was a couple of hours in between flights to stretch our legs.

Once we finally returned to solid ground, we found a bus station for the next leg of our journey.

After a couple of hours wait, we hopped on this little beauty.

We flew over the countryside.

Over the cities.

Over the clouds.

And finally, we caught a glimpse of our destination.

Not quite there yet, just had to collect a final hire car.

At last, 40 hours after we left home, we had arrived.

So, where are we?  This might just give you a clue.

The three legs of Man.  Yes, we are back on the Isle of Man, this time for three weeks.  We have come over to watch some classic bikes racing.  A similar format to the TT, but apparently a totally different feel.  We’re really looking forward to it.