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I guess when ye've got a trike ye can do away with the tent ;-) .

I spotted these "Galvy" mini Caravans which were bloody smart!

Saturday night's entertainment was topped at midnight by a Fireworks display, apparently there was an issue with the use of personal fireworks in the licence so there were notices everywhere telling folk that if they let personal fireworks off then they'd be oot on thier arse ;-) I heard a few gripes 'bout the display not being long enough, MAG didn't need to put on a display, but they did, and it must've cost a shitload to put on.

It's a pity they didn't apply this to the R.L.T's (Rev Limiting Twats) who just aren't as entertaining, except for the guy with the Buell who was popping it on the kill switch and blew the collector box apart. Laugh, me pants nearly dried!

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Late Saturday night, I swore I wouldn't kick the arse out of it, as we had a long drive home, but, via the blues tent on the way back, with folk dancing on stage to "Duelling Banjo's"
from Deliverance, I just had to have another few ;-)

Sunday morning, sore head, hot tent, pulling assorted small rodents which had slept then crapped in me mouth I faced the old gotta pack up and go home scenario, shit!

On the way home we stopped at Abington Services on the M74, a guy pulled in on an old gsx750es, he stopped for a blether

Guy : "Going On holiday then"
Us: " Naw, been at the Farmyard"
Pause
Guy: "so you've been working on a farm?"
Us: " No a bike rally, where you off to then?"
Guy: "On my way from Wales to Helensburgh"
Us: "What for?"
Guy: " I'm in court in the morning"
Us: "What for?"
Guy: "Swimming with submarines!"


That just sums up my weekend

So, another Farmyard over, I'm wearily back to work, with a big chuffin' smile, cheers Guys
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