Rain rain, sun rain

 

Rich and Rob ordered a taxi from the apartment at 7.30 in the morning and then went Back to the flee pit that was the park hotel for Breakfast. Have to say the breakfast was brilliant and the Landlord very chatty and apologetic. After finishing our breakfast we said our goodbyes and sent to retrieve our bikes from their "home" for the night. Interestingly, the bikes home was considerably better that the one we had to stay in.

 

It was chucking it down. Just as well we had kept them covered. We checked the bike tyres for nails, all looked good so we headed off to the Premier Inn to collect Gavin, Lee and Mark. We probably should have just stayed in bed. It was puddling it down and Gavin was being like an old woman packing and then re packing his bag and then trying to get it "just right" on his bike while we stood on, watched and took the Michael.

Once we finally got on the bikes we headed out towards Knockhill passing over the forth bridge for a photo opportunity. 

Before then though we stopped for a brew in Abington because we were piss wet through. Below you can see Lee (thingimcstranger's replacement) dripping wet, strangely his feet were bone dry, almost as if they had been shattered from the rain somehow). 

 

 

 

 

 

At Knockhill we met the stig, he never said much and was smaller that I thought he would be.

We reached Lochness, and had a chippy in the Monster chippy, Williams had translate for lee as the young lady in the chippy was largely incomprehensible. 

Lee, "I may stop breathing when I sleep" Hughes. Has brought his Sleep Apnea machine to ensure he does not ruin our holiday by inconsideratly dieing in the middle of the night. 

Apparently power is very important, and a sudden power loss could be life or death. Luckily we are not staying in a cabin in the middle of no where with dubious wiring hey? I think we may have got to the bottom Of why lee has no space in his luggage.....

Anyway meet Lee, the only guy I know who can make Hanible Lecter cry with fear.