While we were unpacking the bike in the garden of the Jailhouse the earth moved for us. Literally. For around 4 seconds we felt an enormous rumble and shaking of everything around us, including the huge iron Jailhouse gates. It was a surreal experience, and I can only liken it to sitting on the old Northern Line underground train in London. I nearly shouted “Again, again!”.
While we were unpacking the bike in the garden of the Jailhouse the earth moved for us. Literally. For around 4 seconds we felt an enormous rumble and shaking of everything around us, including the huge iron Jailhouse gates. It was a surreal experience, and I can only liken it to sitting on the old Northern Line underground train in London. I nearly shouted “Again, again!”.
