Nic one JB. Heres a few I took...
We met at Coopers Cafe in Edale where some of 2gses chums had ridden up from Cornwall (or was it Devon?
)..
Plenty of stop offs for tea and cake on our way to Redmires North Yorkshire where I overheard some of the lads talking about how good a rider I was..
Another one at the vineyard in Huddersfield..
Arrived at Redmires where some of the chaps were to pitch their tents, with 2gser Lording over them all in his motorhome...
Then over to the Bolton Arms, home to the rich and famous and for one night only - The Bear...
I could overhear more the lads talking about how brilliant I was at riding, and they began to gather around my GSA to see if any trickery was being used. They were soon to be disappointed.
Here they are all still talking about what a better rider than them I am..
We had evening meal at the Bolton Arms, with me having fish 'n' chips. Steady Steve wasn't able to join us until the following morning, but he had forgotten to cancel his meal of sweet & sour chicken, so I did the gentlemanly thing and ate it myself
. Chris (miserable git) pulled faces as Shaun as he ate his meal...
Temporary Bear Cave for the night..
We set off for Peebles the following morning, and soon found ourselves stopping for tea and cake again..
Johnny B got a round of tea and cake in (but only for himself
).
Again I overheard the lads whispering about why they weren't as good a rider as myself. it was beginning to get a little embarrassing to be honest...
Cheeky fuel stop for those who don't have real bikes with large fuel tanks..
Some pond or other somewhere in Scotlandshiresville..
Where we stopped again for tea and food..
Eventually arriving at Peebles where I had a room booked at the Wetherspoons pub. Others were camping nearby but out of respect for me being a much better rider than them, they came over to have evening meal with me at the pub..
Temporary Bear Cave at the Wetherspoons..
Thankfully the pub sold my favourite beer..
The following morning everyone gathered outside the pub to await me coming out to join them. Most of them still in awe of my riding skills.
On our ride through Scotlandshiresville we had to pull over to let a gaggle of farmers in tractors pass, which took forever as Johhny B tried to sell finance to each and every one of them as they drove past us..
Later in the day I got split up from the group and found myself alone in Haggisland. Fearful of being attacked by a drunken tramp I decided to head off for home. Johnny B later explained there had been a mix up in the drop off system that we were using, but I suspected that the real reason was they had probably had enough of my superior riding skills and just wanted to peel off where they would be less intimidated.
I stopped off at the viewing point at Carter Bar for a quick photo..
Massive thanks to Chris (2gser) for organising a fantastic trip
Bear
