The journey begins

It's 8.30pm Sun 21st June. All of me is wobbling slightly as the throb of the ferry engines gently shake the huge boat. I'm sitting on the top deck in the bar as we slide out of the harbour to the soft tunes of Ed Sheran. My bicycle is safely stowed away with several other cycles.  This my first ever trip on a ferry.  It's another experience to cherish.  Tomorrow I will ride off this boat into the French countryside.