Somewhat late I know, but here we go.
Thursday evening we rode to Dublin to stay with Kev & Mide, which was very handy for an early ferry on Friday morning. Thank-you both.
After a flat calm crossing we set off for Yorkshire, stopping for lunch at Colwyn Bay. We couldn't resist this particular emporium which has a café within.
As we crossed over the Manchester shit canal on the M6 my GS reached anothe rmilestone. 60,000 miles.
We had a quick stop in Settle and wondered why the girls were so interested in the café across the square.
The usual suspects were all there, drinking and talking bollox. No change there then.
Saturday's rideout, led by Pog and Kate was a cracker, taken at a nice pace and it gave us a real flavour of the Yorkshire scenery. Lovely.
Ash and I waited patiently for Mandy to bring us our lunch.
But it seems that neither lamb nor duck was on the menu.
A Yorkshire GS disguised as a KTM?
Saturday night was much the same as Friday night.
The clique?
Top Tosser. :cool
I don't know what Garfield said, but it scared poor PW Cymru.
The delightful Sadie with some drunk ould farts.
A great weekend in a beautiful part of England which will go from strength to strength over the years.
Thanks to kate, Pog and Jez for all your hard work.
Thursday evening we rode to Dublin to stay with Kev & Mide, which was very handy for an early ferry on Friday morning. Thank-you both.
After a flat calm crossing we set off for Yorkshire, stopping for lunch at Colwyn Bay. We couldn't resist this particular emporium which has a café within.
As we crossed over the Manchester shit canal on the M6 my GS reached anothe rmilestone. 60,000 miles.
We had a quick stop in Settle and wondered why the girls were so interested in the café across the square.
The usual suspects were all there, drinking and talking bollox. No change there then.
Saturday's rideout, led by Pog and Kate was a cracker, taken at a nice pace and it gave us a real flavour of the Yorkshire scenery. Lovely.
Ash and I waited patiently for Mandy to bring us our lunch.
But it seems that neither lamb nor duck was on the menu.
A Yorkshire GS disguised as a KTM?
Saturday night was much the same as Friday night.
The clique?
Top Tosser. :cool
I don't know what Garfield said, but it scared poor PW Cymru.
The delightful Sadie with some drunk ould farts.
A great weekend in a beautiful part of England which will go from strength to strength over the years.
Thanks to kate, Pog and Jez for all your hard work.