We've
been meaning to do this rally for years, folk kept telling us how good it was
and we just kept on missing it. Funny how wee things like life can get in the
way of a good rally.
Any
bloke who's missus is a nurse knows that gettin' a nurse who's off night-shift
out of bed at 3pm on the Friday requires careful planning, 3 litres of fresh
coffee, 20 superkings, a muller fruit corner and a sticky bun usually does the
trick, we finally set off at 6pm and amazingly for this summer it was dry, arrive
at Kirkpatrick Fleming (where?) at about 8pm.
The
site was reasonably busy and the party was just getting into swing, so, tent
up sharpish, drink out, off to the marquee.
We hooked
up with the rest of the Talisman crew, who'd set off earlier to go down the
"A" roads, sit yer test Sharon, nag, nag, naggity, nag The bar was
duly hit and things were gettin' goin'.
There
was one food van on site, the lass workin' it looked burst already, it was
gonna be a long night for her ;-)
As
usual I was too gassed to notice the names of the bands on Friday night but
they went down well, the crowd were pretty patient with the long breaks, Stuart
the organiser had the almighty headache of a tempermental 5kva "jenny".
But it got sorted and the party went on.
I apparently fell asleep outside the bogs in the wee hours, it was that bottle
of (stave off the hangover) water that did it, honest !
Chrissy
remained unimpressed with TD's offer of 'haute cuisine
Watty,
Me and Joe come face to face with an alien demanding alchohol
as
ever the traditional rally pole climb
Watty,
Joe and Dougie come face to face with an Annie demanding hugs
Saturday
morning, the hangover kicks in, but it's not raining.
I'm lying
in my tent, the sound of Marv's voice "Aye ye only get a hangover if
ye stop drinkin' "---- psshhhtt, the delicate sound of a ring pull in
full flight..
A wander
down to the Station Inn, a pub with a remarkably good juke box and even better
"Bikers Special" of a huge Yokshire Pub full of stew and chips.
Sharon
gives the crowd a resounding rendition of the Aria from Mozart's Meccano Concerto
in F# whitworth
We
had a visit on Saturday from Jay, the youngest (newest?) member of the Talisman,
it's the one on the right by the way.
Suitably
fed and watered it's time to wander back to the site to have a look at the bike
show and prepare for Saturday night ;-)
The
tea and coffee for a charity donation at the control tent went down a treat.
