Well, what a laugh that was. On the Saturday there were just the five of us: me and (left to right) Andy, Simon, Jethro and Steffan:
I got there late afternoon with Andy and found Jethro and Steffan already there. Here's Steffan's MuZ:
We retired to the pub for a stiffener and soon Simon Morgan joined us, having ridden his KTM Duke from Reading.
We returned to the tents for a light supper of Spaghetti Bolognese and then went back to the lovely little bar in a vaulted cellar next to the priory ruins. We spent an enjoyable evening talking of all sorts of nonsense until the barman kicked us out.
Due to a large number of outward bound sixth formers on the site we were all woken up at some ungodly hour by their noise as they set off to walk to Hay on Wye. I set about making coffee and frying sausages and soon we heard the dull rumble of a Suzuki V-twin. It was, of course, Pat on his VX800 and he joined us for breakfast.
After a comedic hunt for Pat's lost bike keys we packed him off and started breaking camp. A sweaty mud-smeared mountain biker rode up to us and it turned out to be Mr Hayward (this website's mastermind) who had chosen pedal power to make the trip from Abergavenny.
On the way home Jethro and I stopped off for a cuppa at Abergavenny bus station. The place was teeming with sportsbikes, BMW GS's and Harleys. Nevertheless a bloke rode in on a CCM 640RS and we had an enjoyable natter with him. Then I was buttonholed by a couple of dreadlocked bikers who seemed delighted with my XBR outfit. I've been off biking for a couple of months and this was my first bike ride in ages. The rig is a ramshackle old thing, but it was great fun hustling it through the lanes today:
Anyway, a big 'thankyouveryta' to all who turned up, it was a very enjoyable evening away.
Cheers
GC
