We gathered for a change at Moose as the clock struck 12ish and after much strategic dismantling of bikes and checking in of baggage most of which was overweight and the kind of levels needed for a month, we packed Shortlegs in the kiddy seat surrounded by luggage and, leaving Now then vicar GB and support in said support vehicle, departed northwards for our starting point
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As is our want we started with a round of eyespy and progressed towards the motorway at breakneck speed with bikes on roof and rear. Enjoying the jocularity of the wheels on the bus we headed north with discussions on lucidity marshmallows and a rather disturbing admission from The Creator on reducing chafeing. Upwards we shot viewing bikes from below as we travelled and showing we are a broad church had serious conversations about youth and drugs sheep and a field full of the biggest badgers you have ever seen. We passed through penrith with Captain C threatening to eject and meet up tomorrow. As he was driving we declined. Passing onwards through stunning countryside lakes and mountains we hammered our way into Whitehaven where we unloaded, support arrived and bikes where re adjoined. Now happily sat in the pub in the sunshine.
Tomorrow as the magnificent 8 we ride.
Racing
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