Soz it's taken me so long to appear in cyber land tonight, but the Old Gurl needed cleaning D: Twas a long ride home. It pissed down for England Ireland and Scotland on me and Mikey for a good hundred miles ... but you know -- It couldn't ruin my day!
Anyone who has read many of my posts will know that aprt from being a tosser I have often waxed lyrical about how wonderful this club is. I met a few of the boyz at the Ace, but this was my first full blown rally! Yes my opinion of what a great bunch of ladz the members of this club are was truly driven home this weekend. I was pretty sure of this, else I wouldn't have put my neck on the block as SW area rep, but know I really have something to live up to.
Hobbo ... how can I put it? You did a fab job (I'll take the piss about the run later

) Piss takin' aside, this rally didn't organise itself - You and Sandy must have put in some serious effort and you both deserve recognition for it! A serious heart felt thank you for a wonderful weekend
I am so pleased that the club is going to make a donation to the Air Ambulance. The incident was a tragedy. For those who weren't there, it was a lad high on atmosphere at Squires, who did what we have all done, gave it beanz leaving a venue, probably concentrating on the show he was giving to his mates and not what was in front of him. I have had a good number of very serious accidents on bikes and when I heard that terrible noise of a bike meeting a car and tarmac a shiver ran down my back and I was transported back to that film clip where I'm regaining consciousness and there's a geezer in green asking me what my name is and do I know where I am and he is set in a back drop of sky .. the pain hasn't started yet, I'm still concious and I am beginning to realise I've been here before and I now start to panic, I now realise I've had another crash, how bad am I this time? Will I live? Will I walk again? fuck .... fuck ... I'm a c*** ... I know I am ... it's just starting to come back to me ... I was tanking it .... what a prick I am ... what was I thinking of ... please God please let me live ... I promise I'll never ride again ... God I am scared ... I really hate myself, why do I have to ride so fast .... please, please give me another chance ......... I've been really lucky I'm here still. After eight years out of the saddle, I hope I've learned that I'm not immortal. I have no idea who that guy was, but I really hope there is an after life, cos no one deserves such a harsh punishment, for such a mistake.
On a lighter note ... All you piss takers who thought the route Mikey and myself took was complex, an believe me it was, it was absolutely great. As I said to a few of the ladz ... you've got 260 + miles to do ... you can sit on the motorway looking at scenery, that on the whole is mind numbingly boring with nothing to think about except that your backside feels as though you have come last in an arse kicking competition or you can make the ride a lot longer and drink of some of the most stunning scenery Britain has to offer and constantly steer your Zed around a plethora of bends each and everyone different from the last. As I was riding back, when the rain was starting to abate, I started thinking about the Current Bride who is on her hols in Turkey ... and thought ... I wouldn't swap places with her for all the tea in China! Riding up through the Wye Valley under a canopy of trees and every few seconds another smell funnelling through my Arai of some different type of tree, or whatever ... I know jack shit about different trees, but when I ride amongst them I know what's important - they are beautiful. A number times my senses were assaulted by the strong smell of natural wild garlic as we flicked our bikes through the bends ... fuck the motorways we had a ball!
We stopped in Ludlow for some grub on the way up; Mikey at the troff!
Our bikes in Ludlow ... we were too tight to go into the castle, but it's just to the right of the bikes .. out of shot
I think this was some where in the Peak District ... I was so overcome with the view I pulled in and had a quick snap!. I wish I had taken more to show you guys, but the hooning was so good we struggled to stop anywhere
We stopped for tea some were, it was a really nice place. Naturally a quick snap gives it no justice!
Do I look fat in this jacket, The current bride keeps tellin me I need a diet not a bigger jacket, the jacket seems the easier option to me
Yes of course we're all telapathic Hobbo!!!
This geezer is 65 and still races this Vinny .. top bloke and a please to talk to
Atmosphere er what
Don't we all wich the filth still rode these
Thanx a load Hobbo and Sandy for making this a weekend that will go down in history
