Back home

Crossing back was nice and smooth.    Even though it was a big boat with entertainment I am glad I loaded lots of films onto my laptop.

Met a chap called Tom who had just been around Morocco with a couple of his mates, so it was good to pass the time chatting with him for a while.

Back in the UK and sky was grey, but no rain at least, I had enough rain in Spain and Portugal.    Ride back through Spain in the high winds had taken its toll and my chest was really hurting.  I think all the wrestling with the handlebars and twisting of the body to counteract the wind did not help my rib at all. 

Going to rest now for a few days to recover and try to get it to mend, but apparently, it can take quite a few weeks to fully mend.

Of all the body protection I have, I did not have a chest protector, so now researching them.   I am guessing the back, hip, knee, shoulder and elbow protectors did there job in the fall as nothing else hurts and I did roll on the ground at least once. 

Still a fun trip in a perverse sort of way.   It's the mishaps and misfortune that lead to good stories.