The Road to Enniscorthy

We set off on the Waterford Greenway 

A great surface to start a fine day

The Irish have a knack

For superb tarmac

Cause they know that the EU will pay.

Very soon we’ve got on a roll

Till Gary’s tyre goes up the pole

He does quite well

With his sealant gel

It goes everywhere but in the hole.

Now Waterford’s a city well named

Who knew they were once Viking slaves

Till a Brit married a Norse

And made matters worse

Now the English are hardly their faves.

Between Passage East and Ballyhack

The ferry shuttles on a tack

A beautiful river mouth

But it’s so far south

I wonder if I’ll ever be back.

At Wellingtonbridge Lemon & Lime

We have lunch that’s well beyond time

A light bite to eat 

Then a heavy retreat

Once Den’s done his usual pantomime.

For five miles Jamie is giving me grief 

He’s sweating and low on belief 

He’s on a knife edge

Cause he won’t use the hedge

Till Adamstown brings him relief.

Another great day on the trails

Ireland’s scenery just never fails

Now diddley-eye beckons

Rubbish, Tim reckons

Let’s see what the evening entails.

Avoca