right, now its too hot to be outside here is the write up for the Operation storm NI "after party" ... West to SLIGO, which is in the south!
plan was to spend the day (Monday) getting to Sligo, Tuesday sightseeing, Wednesday getting from Sligo to Rosslaire (for Pete & I) then on Thursday catching the 7am ferry back to Fishgaurd and then a play through Wales to get home.
weather for the Monday was .... SUNNY ... result
Pete, MickCurley & I met up with James about 10 miles west of Newry, and I was leading on a 150 mile route I had plotted using the Kurvigar app set to its 2nd of 4 settings for windy roads. I found out last year that in its higher settings, it takes you onto single track roads! I then modified the suggested route to keep on the B roads in NI and the equivalent R roads in the south.. and making sure it took in the R200, which I had found last year and spent the whole time on it thinking this road is made for James's Supermoto
and what a day we had! ... there were some roads that we all recognised from pervious NI meetings, and some new ones, and they were all perfect biking roads

but as we got onto the R200 there was a bit of a downer .... fresh gravel .... SH1T, that was not in the plan!! good news is that it ended before the road got to its best bit and James and I went from gravel special stage mode (sorry for all the stones I fired at you James!) to full attack mode and we caned it down to the little hamlet half way and pulled over laughing our heads off!.
we stopped there a bit to calm down and James talked Pete & I into having a blast on the Husky. Stepping off a KTM superAdventure onto a real supermoto is a total shock, there is nothing infront of me, and it reacts to the slightest input, but the up and down quick shifter is great as are the brakes. By the end of my ride I had converted to James's riding style of taking tight turns with the bike laid down into the turn and you sitting upright with your foot dangling, it works best .... and the tyres just grip.
then about 30miles from Sligo we came onto the R286 following the edge of Lough Gill..... sh1t this was even better than the R200. James and Pete chased me through that avenue of trees and curves and crests and after about 20 mins of pure rollercoaster there was a big loughside viewing point and we stopped to at least have some idea of the views we didn't have time to look at.
we all needed the stop to allow our internal gyroscope to stabilise
At this point the 3 of us agreed that it might have been the best road in the world, and we needed to move the base for next years OP Storm over to the west coast. Later that night Kev had the same conclusion, as he said, even in the van he was loving his route to Sligo.
a few beers and a meal near to where Pete, Ads & Kev was staying, then Mick, James and I got a taxi back to ours till we realised that we needed Euros to pay him, so we stopped at a garage that had an ATM and an off-licence (this is where the bottle of Jamesons comes into the picture) and back to our B&B.
we were only going to have 1, but in the end the bottle was empty and we had had a great chat where we put the world to right and talked about deeper and personal issues before our host Mary joined us ... but you already know that bit of the story.
next day we just did a sightseeing tour north of Sligo and up into the mountains north of Donegal, this time with Pete leading ... mostly we were all in sightseeing mode and trying to avoid the rain which caught us a few times.
A cracking curry in the least inspiring curry house I have ever been in, but luckily we trusted Mary's recommendation and ignored our 1st impressions, and a then a fairly early night.
Wednesday was dry but overcast and James headed back home whilst Pete and I took our tour diagonally south east, again following a Kurigar route, with great results and we arrived at our castle B&B with time for a walk round the farm and then a 2 mile walk to the pub when we found out the Castle don't do evening meals anymore. .... a couple of pints of Irish red to close out our week in Ireland and bed.
Thursday up early (before breakfast was available

) and then onto the ferry with a few adventure riders and a large group of Harley riders!
breakfast and a snooze on the ferry, then arrived in Fishgaurd to more sun

I had a further 160 miles on some great welsh B roads (again Kurvigar) and Pete and I rode together for the first 50 miles in Wales before he headed east, and it was strange riding alone after group riding for so many days and I could feel my energy drop, so stopped for food in cross gates and took the A44 route home.
got home tired but buzzing, from an epic week on the bikes but made 10 times better by the company ....
photos to follow