North South, East or West

The compass points to all the rest

After resting for the night

We ride towards the rising light

Our Guardian Angel on us smiles

As our wheels eat up the miles

On the horizon and within reach

Another day another Beach

(This peom was sent to us back in 2001 and have always loved it as it epitomises life on the road )

 

 

 

 

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