In The Land Of The Gerund: Time-Travelling!

I was heading back to Dublin from Kilmore Quay, enjoying the warm though changeable weather, the rushing hedges and shifting light and cloud-patterns. It was that sign that caught my eye (I have a fondness for odd or damaged signs) so that I braked and reversed; luckily the narrow road was clear behind me. I took a few shots of the sign, which really wasn't all that interesting. Then I saw the rider and the truck, two parallel realities approaching, with a good century between them.