Before I tear into Dave, which I intend to do quite thoroughly I must give him credit for the gem that was this afternoons ride and where most of today's pictures are from. But first...
So those of you that might have started reading this blog later in the piece may not be aware of Daves unusual sleep patterns which really involve nodding off at any time if you are not being particularly interesting. One of the more notable times, for example, on this trip was in a roadworks queue where he fell asleep while waiting for the stop go sign to change. Seeing as he was astride his bike and next to me it almost resulted in us both dominoing (yes it's a new word) to the ground, much to the hilarity of the 20 000 people in the queue we had just pushed past.
Anyway, the other interesting aspect to his sleep wake cycle, which I have likened to a vampire in the past is that he tends to be awake from midnight or so till 4-5 am. He is apparently not aware that this is abnormal.
Needless to say this tends to have an impact on other aspects of normal daily behaviour such as feeding times.
Let me tell you why I almost murdered him last night.
So we had a big day and only got into Crescent City at 7 pm. I gently explain to Dave that not only am I hungry but I tend to sulk if my blood sugars go too low. Not only that but I express mild concern that in a small town the restaurants may close early( noting that this has happened before resulting in a supper consisting of an energy bar).
Dave, in a not unkindly fashion, says yes,yes but first let me see what the latest nuance in the American presidential campaign is, in case Romney changed from being a wanker this morning. I start to sulk, but quietly.
Eventually, at 9 pm we go to to get some supper and surprise, surprise, " sorry sirs, we are now closed".
Dave takes one look at me and the throbbing pulse that has appeared on my temple and to his credit starts scrabbling around for food. We did eat, it was OK, but really!
Now the good bit( almost). Actually no, I'm still on the bit where Linda has the patience of a saint.
So, we go to the motel where Dave instantly falls asleep with the television on full volume in case the presidential campaign changed in the last 2 hours.
With the aid of ear plugs and a pillow over my head I fall into yet another fitful sleep. At 2am I wake to the blaring TV. Dave remains fast asleep in all his clothes. I sneak over, turn off the volume and hop back into bed. Would you believe it but that's enough to wake him up. Bang, on goes the TV again at full volume, more bloody campaigning. Linda, you have my respect.
So, now the bit why Dave is awesome. So at some point in the night after that, presumably dangling from the ceiling, gnawing on some virgins neck, he did some google research and found this afternoons ride. It was very special and will be a lifelong memory. Thanks mate.
I have to say that a while back he told me I was too hard on myself. Bad idea, if there's only two of you who does that leave?
Enjoy the pictures.
laughing a lot at this post!!
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