To days the day I get to collect my bike from the freight yard in Felixstowe.
Setting off after rush hour and a short walk to the train station followed by four trains I arrived at Felixstowe. It had been lashing it down all day but thankfully the sun came out by the time I had arrived and the 2 mile walk to the yard was pleasant. There were no complications and the bike started on the button. My helmet that had been in the boxes stank along with everything else that we had left in the boxes. From the docks I set off to Bacton to visit some friends, for a few beers and  a good meal down the pub. In the morning I checked the bike over making sure its ready for the trip to Spain but there was nothing that needed doing, well it needed cleaning but as it was raining again it could wait till i got home.