Yesterday afternoon I put a new battery into the bike and rode to the Platyfest. First ride in over a year. Wow... I rode like a pussy for the first 60 miles, gently opening it up more. I went mostly via the A4 in perfect riding coditions. By the time I swooped down into Bradford-on-Avon I was tipping right into the bends and grinning from ear to ear... Im back! Platyfest was fun, with some really dodgey ukrmers, some of whom I hadnt seen for years. Much alcohol and various types of meat-ina-bun consumed, lots of bollocks talked. I crashed around 1-ish, the others around 3-ish. There were 1 or 2 sore heads in the morning... By 11-ish, most were able to think unassisted. Shortly after mid day I headed off to meet friends at an embroidery exhibition near Marlbro' (whatever youre thinking it was mind-blowingly good!) followed by a long social dinner in Devizes. Around 10-ish i left for a wonderful moonlit ride along the A4 and home. Thanks for the overnight slow-cooked belly pork/bacon butties/coffee/fruit juice/pain killers Richard. It has mostly been great weekend...
