After parking up in the stellplatz near the harbour we headed off to the Stena Lines office to book our tickets. Easier said than done - we managed to cycle straight into the freight loading/unloading area. Huge tugs with containers whizzed around whilst we pottered around on our bikes. I was panic stricken by the speed, size, and dangerous driving of the trucks but Kerriann carried on calmly.
Eventually we resorted to asking a bemused freight loading man where we should go - 'you should not be here' he helpfully told us (no sh*t sherlock) - eventually we found our way to the ticket office by exiting the loading bays and heading out to the poorly signed area where we started. How we were not arrested I don't know! We have successfully purchased our tickets for 8am tomorrow morning - watch out Sweden here we come!
After our exciting combat with freight trucks we had a cycle/stroll around the town and a meal in a nice hippy cafe - sitting out in the sun. We took the long way home and cycled to a viewing point a few miles out of town. The less fit of us are suffering a little after the ride (I wont mention Kerriann's name here) oops.
|me after the uphill ride|
Harumph...it was extremely hot and uphill.