Well that was a good weekend. Bit tiring though! Managed to put some faces to the names. Lord Snooty, Tarka, rcc54, Blues & twos. Mr & Mrs Guernsey? Jack? (don't know if I've got that right, the lady with the 650 who was camping) Probably more, but the combination of alcohol & .........more alcohol means I've forgotten already.
Managed to separate myself from the road ride for about 15 miles near Carnaerfon. Also managed to separate meself from me pants on the single track path that Tarka decribed as "technical" , if I'd known I'd have brought some bog roll. Nearest I ever get to off road is the pavement between the road & the drive.
Witnessed some suicidal driving by a couple of Tossers, yes you know who you are.
Tarka, top bloke though, organising that ride. Still can't work out how he went so fast two up...................... Or is that, can't work out why I went so slow solo!
Sleeping arrangements weren't much cop, due to Ninja mans impersonation of a pneumatic drill (snoring) and the farting that verged on incontinence!
Never been to north Wales before, brilliant scenery.Look forward to seeing other tossers piccies. Odometer just tripped 800 miles when I got home.
As Andover's just down the road, look forward to seeing you again.
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