Weymouth is a loooong way from home, it’s also a long way from London for this London 2012 Olympics! There were predictions of massive traffic issues and if you look at a map you will see why, there is one road in and out of Weymouth. Debate ensued – should we even go and use these tickets and how should we get there? It took a while and some negotiating from me to not harassed to go faster, we agreed to go by motorbike – 191 miles, my longest trip.
After a 3 hour ride with a rest stop, I staggered off the bike at the Pink House B&B (yes it really is pink) and actually started to feel my age. You see I’m about 24 in my head, but as it happens, my body disagrees. Aching, thirsty and tired we were greeted by our lovely hostess and shown to the gold room, which was really pleasantly furnished and the en-suite was spacious with a great shower (you can always rate a place on their shower). Immediately out to the local for dinner, we had a couple of much-needed beers and a meal to then fall into bed and be out for the count. (Still not seen this dreaded traffic by-the-way…next time, car).
Following a full english, we took the 45 minute walk to the harbour area to see the sailing. The area was deserted, clean and quiet. At the Nothe, which is the area for ticket holders to the games, the security checks were quick and painless, making us more than on time for the first race – Men’s 49er. Here they are lining up;
It’s a clean start on the first race and they are quickly at the buoy right in front of us to tack around for the downwind leg
Amazingly, I didn’t think I would be interested, but when the Team GB spinnaker went up, an amazing swell of pride came over me! Who knew I was patriotic?! Brilliant and so it continued until the wind changed and the boats were further out to see, the big screen was the only way to see at that point. We meandered back with the torturous bike journey ahead to get home (still no traffic).
We are back there on Aug 10/11 to see the women’s 470 final! Go team GB!