Left sunny Northampton in my trusty steed (Tired old truck) and headed off to join the chaos on our fantastic motorway network. The usual three and a half hour journey to Dover took five hours plus a break (It's a legal thing to do with driving trucks. Fat old lorry drivers bladders need to be emptied every 4 1/2 hours or they will explode). P&O ferries were kind enough to let me park on board one of their beautiful ships and enjoy a scrumptious meal....... T...

Just to finish my trip to Morocco: I made it back. Went home via that place with the big bridge......... Yay finished.

Day 13: It's probably a good thing that I'm having the day off today as listening to the dulcet tones of the incredibly ugly hag next door arguing with her equally hideous husband until two this morning didn't exactly make for a peaceful nights sleep. I really could have done with those bears last night! I have just been given a lovely blue chair though by a couple who are flying back to the UK today and they don't have room so not all bad. It's a very lovely cha...

Day 12: I got up early and made far too much noise, I even started my bike three times before I left just to annoy the neighbours but I think they may have died in the night. We live in hope! I set off for a nice slow ride along the coast then turned around and went in the right direction. I'll get the hang of the satnav one day I swear! It was nice riding along with the beautiful crystal clear blue sea on my right and the quarries and factories on my left. You c...

Day 11: We set off from Alicante towards the Pyrenees. Sparky James May Pants has a friend/bloke/alien from outer space coming down to ride some tracks and trails with and then give him and his weary bottom a lift back to good old Blighty. Darren has run out of money due to his bike repairs and I fancy giving the motorways a miss for a few days. My bottom needs to go around some corners instead of just in a straight line otherwise it may fall off and that would b...