One country, 1200km, 4 weeks. Just a little bit slower than the Tour de France, but an adventure none the less.

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They called me mad, they called me brave.

It started off with butterflies in the stomach, and me, my bike, my little stuffed duck, and a guide book that said to turn left at the fence with the rock in front of it.

It ended with a well used map, a newly purchased raincoat, a memory card full of pictures, and me, my bike, and my little stuffed duck.

And that rock? It was right in front of that fence.

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  My bike is heavy.   Broadstairs, United Kingdom on Oct 7, 2005 0 pictures 0 comments
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  They snuck an "s" into my "hotel"   Dublin, Ireland on Oct 9, 2005 4 pictures 0 comments
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  Today sucked serious ass.   Glendalough, Ireland on Oct 10, 2005 13 pictures 0 comments
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  When the Irish say it's awful weather...it's WET   Wexford, Ireland on Oct 12, 2005 9 pictures 0 comments
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  It said Go Right, but pointed Left, hmmm   Tramore, Ireland on Oct 13, 2005 12 pictures 0 comments
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  It's like that time in Paris...   Youghal, Ireland on Oct 14, 2005 13 pictures 0 comments
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  And I thought churches made me crazy   Cork, Ireland on Oct 16, 2005 13 pictures 0 comments
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  Kiss the stone? Are you mad?   Blarney, Ireland on Oct 17, 2005 11 pictures 0 comments
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  Goodbye Pudding Man   Clonakilty, Ireland on Oct 18, 2005 12 pictures 0 comments
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  So many beaches to pee on   Schull, Ireland on Oct 20, 2005 15 pictures 0 comments