Rear Ended by a Scotsman!

Phnar, phnar......Just thought I'd get that out of the way immediately, knowing the list of double entendres likely from some quarters (Mel, in particular, you can get ya coat! In any case, your a Ginge yourself, so should know that gentlemen prefer brunettes or blondes).

So, quickly onto the detail: We pulled into a lay-by straight after what was quite a tight right hand bend on the main E6 about 120km short of Trondheim. It was a bit overcrowded, so we spoke briefly and moved off. I was in front and in order to rejoin the main carriageway had to stop, because I could see back through the aforementioned bend to check properly. Approximately 2 seconds later, I was firmly rear ended by a rampant, but thoroughly inattentive Scottish Ginger Dwarf, who successfully wedged his Transalp under the Tiger's right side pannier. Fortunately, the were no attendant screams of pain and we stayed upright. Unfortunately, the awful noise of scraping and cracking of plastic meant that there was going to be some damage. Fortunately, it wasn't too serious. Unfortunately, the mudguard, fairing trim, indicators, etc on the Honda now looked a bit second hand. Fortunately, the Tiger was undamaged.

Steve's now a bit concerned that these things come in threes...forgot to mention that his crash helmet sustained damage when it fell of the seat of his bike a couple of days back......unfortunately he was wearing it at the time......only joking.

Right...today's journey:

I'm almost too embarrassed to say that we awoke yet again to a scorcher and rode off, once again, sweltering in the heat. We were going to be on the E6 all day and this being the main route up the west side of Norway, I was expecting it to be pretty busy, even on a Sunday, but it wasn't too bad at all for the first half of the journey, only getting busier and slower the nearer we got to Trondheim. The road wasn't in great condition (very bumpy and interrupted by lots of road works and draconian speed limits...apparently most road deaths in Norway are caused by boredom), but was rewarding us with great views through the mountains and valleys as it twisted and turned southwards.

We were taking our time, soaking it all up and avoiding Reindeer. A brief stop for fuel and a coffee (similar costs to the UK) and we were off again. Another stop for a cashpoint and a loaf of bread (bit pricey) and then on to that fateful lay-by.

Damage done and no pills required, we found a little cafe for a bit of cake and coffee ( you're having a laugh love!) and running repairs (int Duct Tape brill).

So, onto Malvik, on Trondheimsfjord just before Trondheim, and a reasonably large and slightly impersonal campsite. Good enough though. Had to stop here, because of its proximity to a city big enough (we hope) to have a bike shop that will have a tyre to fit the Transalp.........yep, he's knobbled his knobblies!

 

What are those grey things in the sky?....Anyone?

 

 

 

 

 

 

A few spots of rain while we were setting up and I feared the worst........bet your praying for it to happen aren't you.......but the skies have cleared again and it's really quite a nice evening :-)

Tomorrow the bike shops of Trondheim....wonder if they speak Ewok....