all regrouped and it's back on black top to the next trail. We get 500 yards or so and Grahams bike just stops and that's it fucked, he thinks the lost nut has found itself and has jammed in the engine. Game over, we need to get him home. no that's not in Grahams plan, he removes his Garmin from it's cradle and clips it into mine, says that the two of us are to continue the ride and he'll get his Mrs to bring the van to collect him. First we need to get him to a main road as she'd never find him, so using the webbing from a couple of Rok straps I tow him very slowly to the next junction where he waits for rescue.
Davey and I continue on and have a fantastic day, the trails are truly fantastic not just farm tracks and fields be water crossings and stony climbs, some of the tracks have been blocked off by farmers but we can mostly go round. We turn onto one track go through the gate ride for about 10 mins and there's two young bulls on the track, we stop decide to slowly edge forward, then two become four, then ten. I counted 28 bulls some young some older, I clap and shout but they don't move, then they just stare and start to walk forward very slowly, well at this point I'm well out of my comfort zone, I like my beef on a plate not walking towards me. We agree that it's best to turn around and find another route. We called it a day at about 5:30 and we still hadn't covered all of the routes Graham had given us.
It was a great day cheers Graham, next time we'll finish it together, I'll take more pictures next time.
