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Monday 13.06.2011 - We left Carlisle and headed north towards Edinburgh. We decided that we needed a motorcycle fix so prior to departure we checked up Triumph dealers on the net made our destination Edinburgh Triumph! After drooling over new bikes and the latest biker gear, we mounted up and made our way through and around Edinburgh.
We crossed the Firth of Forth and were amazed at the Forth Bridge which is a cantilever iron railway bridge built opened in 1890 and connects Edinburgh with Fife on the north of the River Forth. The name Firth of Forth derives from the Scottish word "firth" which means "esctuary" to the River Forth that flows past Edinburgh to the North Sea.
As we had previously visited Edinburgh twice before and Chris once before we had decided to stay the night at the small coastal town of Kirkcaldy right north of Edinburgh right on the Firth of Forth. It is a natural wind tunnel with the winds howling in from the North Sea towards Edinburgh and the River Forth. Wind farms seem to make sense.
On arrival in Kirkcaldy, Tom our trusty GPS was all set to continue navigation for another 1 mile when Kerrie spied the Beverage Park Hotel, our digs. Obviously Tom was having a day off! This necessitated a quick left, left and left again because we missed the entrance first time around.
After riding into the car park Greg could see in his rear view mirror poor Chris on the RG500 ride straight passed obviously following his own GPS to the preset destination of one mile distant. b*****! Kerrie went to book in and Greg off loaded our gear and went in search of poor Chris. Luckily Chris sussed out what had happened and after reaching the phantom address did a quick u-turn and retraced his steps to find the lost bikers.
Re-united, we dumped our stuff and set off for a walk to town, about ½ mile away and to find somewhere to eat. We found a nice little pub that served delicious tucker, as evidence by the photos attached.
We then walked back up the hill to our hotel and bedded down for the night amidst the howling gales.
We crossed the Firth of Forth and were amazed at the Forth Bridge which is a cantilever iron railway bridge built opened in 1890 and connects Edinburgh with Fife on the north of the River Forth. The name Firth of Forth derives from the Scottish word "firth" which means "esctuary" to the River Forth that flows past Edinburgh to the North Sea.
As we had previously visited Edinburgh twice before and Chris once before we had decided to stay the night at the small coastal town of Kirkcaldy right north of Edinburgh right on the Firth of Forth. It is a natural wind tunnel with the winds howling in from the North Sea towards Edinburgh and the River Forth. Wind farms seem to make sense.
On arrival in Kirkcaldy, Tom our trusty GPS was all set to continue navigation for another 1 mile when Kerrie spied the Beverage Park Hotel, our digs. Obviously Tom was having a day off! This necessitated a quick left, left and left again because we missed the entrance first time around.
After riding into the car park Greg could see in his rear view mirror poor Chris on the RG500 ride straight passed obviously following his own GPS to the preset destination of one mile distant. b*****! Kerrie went to book in and Greg off loaded our gear and went in search of poor Chris. Luckily Chris sussed out what had happened and after reaching the phantom address did a quick u-turn and retraced his steps to find the lost bikers.
Re-united, we dumped our stuff and set off for a walk to town, about ½ mile away and to find somewhere to eat. We found a nice little pub that served delicious tucker, as evidence by the photos attached.
We then walked back up the hill to our hotel and bedded down for the night amidst the howling gales.
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