It appears some of the locals spell "Biker" with a P. But a few of us hardy souls were there to go for an actual Friday night ride and we did. Thanks to Sarah's generosity I got to join them on the lovely Skippy, so it's true, you do meet the nicest people on a Honda!A quiet pootle over the track and back via the Saddle, we got blown about a bit approaching the track but it was actually a bit calmer over the hill, and the rain only threatened rather than delivering anything nasty, just a light sprinkle over the saddle.
Then back to Meanie's for the DVD extravaganza (and it was, Mr C Boyz applied every cheesy video transition known to mankind :P ) and then cake and sausage rolls. Sublime!
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