"Just a short run out today lads". Mark said. 300 miles later we had been up to john o'groats and back again. We woke up in the morning and left Lee sleeping. There was some debate about weather there had been a power cut in the middle of the night and his Sleep apnea machine had stopped working. As it turned out no one could be bothered going to check but our concern was put to rest when he staggered out of his bed room half way through the morning.
Williams, Richard Forsyth, and Gavin Glitter went for a stroll in the morning to check out the 'back garden' of the cabin. 'Stunning' is the only word for it, or 'raining' could be another word for it.
We have made a bike discovery today. The newer your bike is, the more chance there is that something will fall off. Shortly after taking the above photo, Glitters Triumph street triple r decided that it did not need the right hand foot peg anymore and wobbled itself loose. Glitter was most upset, the rest of team all taking turns to try and make him feel better, or "take the piss" as we like to put it.
After some fast riding on some fantastic roads Gavin Glitter alerted the team he only had 50 miles of fuel left. "Don't worry" Williams said (sitting on nearly 130 mikes in his tank) "I will pull over at the next station." " err I'm down to 23 miles" stated Gavin the fuel worrier. "You'll b ok" said williams now sitting on 130 miles if fuel in his own tank. "8 miles" stated a now tearful Glitter. We pulled into the station in Thurso with zero miles showing in Glitter fuel computer. What a fuss about nothing, big girl!
RICHARD Forsyth is slowly donating his bike to the rest of the team taking a bolt out of his top box rack to fix Mark Stobarts wobbly exhaust. Stobart, a professional sponger by trade, now has his eye on Edwards headlight and his back wheel.
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