Today was easily the sunniest day of LeJog - just like the Summer’s days we should have had all along. Pat showed us the house where Robbie Burns was born as a very young child early in his career as a poet. We stopped off at a bike shop in Ayr to get the rear brakes on Greg’s bike replaced then rode on to Troon where we sadly parted company with Pat. After a quick ice cream we rode on in scorchio heat and under blue skies past Irvine (no moor), Saltcoates, Ardrossan.
The ride along the coast to Largs was fantastic - great views of Ailsa Craig, Arran and then the Cumbrae islands. The riders met up with the support team at the campsite north of Largs and we then drove into Largs for fish suppers and then ice creams at the famous Nardinis ice cream shop, established in 1890. On the slow walk down the Largs promenade a lone rogue seagull swooped low over Dad’s shoulder and pecked a huge beak shaped hole out of a single cone luxury rum and raisin. The rest of the ice cream was disposed of on health and safety grounds.
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