Sara and I have organised a camp in Middle England Leicestershire to be precise. Any Britbike members are welcome to come. I know it is a bit short notice and I know it will be a little awkward for our friends of further afield to get but we have booked a field at the side of the Gate Hangs Well, Fosse Way, Syston. LE7 1NH. for the weekend 18/19/20 September. We hope to see some of you there please post if you intend to come. Geoff
Buggerit! There are two bikes road ready, car & trailer ready if we felt I would not be able to manage the Flash & Box, got a brand new airbed to replace the worn out camp beds. And what happens? I am stuck at Casa Nostra, on the inside looking outside at a glorious early autumn/ fall day with the rest of the weekend forecast to be just as good
Have a great weekend folks and have a Merlot or Malbec for us
Blessed are the curious for they shall have adventures
Friday saw me loading my Beemer for a trip up the Fosse way (http://www.rural-roads.co.uk/fosse/fosse1.shtml) to Sidecar Sara, and Beeza Geoffs camp, at the oddly named pub, "The Gate Hangs Well" but first I had to wait on two of the Kentites to arrive, in the form of Mr Ed and Graham.
Well as the sky cleared, and the sun did its best to find us a nice day, we all set off in a northerly direction, with a basic plan to just travel by the small "B" roads that are scattered about our fair land like so many fallen pine needles. With our first point of order finding a breakfast amongst the heavy traffic, and dreaming spires of Oxford city centre.
But soon having tea'ed and fed, we once again hit the roads as the sun broke through, and the lanes took us ever further from the mayhem of city life. This was pure English rural pleasure, small roads, high hedges, and the promise of a beer for lunch in a small pub somewhere, anywhere, for it mattered not where for we were out on our motorcycles having fun.
So sometime later that afternoon saw us pulling into the field, behind the pub, where we were met by Geoff and Sara, and it was time to pitch the tents, and get things sorted before a glass of wine or two, and then later the pub for some over indulgence in both food and beer!
Saturday gave us a misty morning with heavy dew on the ground as autumn showed itself...
Pauls BSA car, and Geoff and Sara's M20
Soon though the sun broke through and the mist disappeared, and a phone call later, breakfast was delivered...
By now it had turned into a perfect day, so what could be better than a bimble through the lanes, and a trip to an English summer Fete, complete with tea and cake...
Better not get too smug about that "fixing the Triumph" thing!
We'll see what kind of pictures we're taking of you on the side of the road waving the fettling irons over your BMW in about the year 2050 when the Beemer is as old as that Triumph and has 150,000 miles on it ..... !