one of my cycling my route's

[jags]

this is a spin i'll be doing tomorrow if it doesn't rain  lovely part of the country and right on my doorstep.
watch the video.http://www.discoverireland.ie/Places-To-Go/Boyne-Valley

[JWestland]

Been pishing down here all day, so with a bit of luck the clouds are emptied out 

[jags]

btw the world is supposed to end tomorrow but they reckon newgrangeis a safe place to be 
i'll be passing by that tomorrow maybe i'll take a coffee break there just in case.

[Danneaux]

jags!

Thanks for posting this, but after reading about all that's on offer, there's just no way you'll ever do that ride in a day. I mean, there's the markets and fairs to see, the stories and carollers to hear, and the goodies to eat. What'll really kill the average, though, is the spa breaks with hot rocks and sliced cucumbers over your eyes. It'll be hard to make time with those! 

All kidding aside, what a wonderful place to be and ride! I've played the video three times for myself and once each for Dad and Sis, as a touchstone to the family heritage (the Irish side; the Dutch, French, German, and English sides will have to wait for more videos!). Looking really hard, we can just about see the old family houses. I recognized more than a few scenes from still photos you've posted here: http://www.thorncycles.co.uk/forums/index.php?topic=1744.0
http://www.thorncycles.co.uk/forums/index.php?topic=4021.msg18092#msg18092
http://www.thorncycles.co.uk/forums/index.php?topic=4021.msg18094#msg18094
http://www.thorncycles.co.uk/forums/index.php?topic=4021.msg18098#msg18098

A real treat, jags; thanks again!

All the best,

Dan.

[jags]

nice one dan  ;)n my spin today as i was coming around a corner i heard a gunshot 50 yards further on i found a dead cock phesant on the road i jumped off the bike open the saddle bag put it in and speed off into the night  ;)so in the next few days my sister will ring me and have a nice roasted phesant  ready for the dinner.(she is a great cook)

[Danneaux]

...as i was coming around a corner i heard a gunshot 50 yards further on i found a dead cock phesant on the road

YIKES!   That was *close*!   Too close, jags!

i found a dead cock phesant on the road i jumped off the bike open the saddle bag put it in and speed off into the night

SCORE! ...But thank goodness it wasn't you filled with birdshot instead of the pheasant.

I still recall a youth in a nearby town who died from a birdshot wound when I was a kid. The unfortunate shot penetrated his eye and then brain, and that was all she wrote. Even just "catching" a load of birdshot would cause a lot of misery; that stuff is hard to remove from a dead bird, let alone people.

in the next few days my sister will ring me and have a nice roasted phesant  ready for the dinner.(she is a great cook)

Ah, what a great ending, jags...and well-deserved. Eat well!

Hunter-neighbor Ron brought a Canada goose by last year; good eatin', those. His pheasant was good, too; you're in for a treat!

All the best,

Dan. (...who doesn't hunt but also doesn't mind eating them once somebody else has done the deed; can't let 'em go to waste)