A chuffin' good rally
16th - 18th March. 2012
Well folks - this is the first club rally I've done since the accident back in 2009.
How did it go ? . . . . . . . read on.
Seeing as I still can't camp - it's a tad difficult to get in and out of a tent when you can't even get on the floor to start with - I'd got a room booked. Or so I thought. Seems there had been some kind of cock up regarding who had booked what. Well colour me surprised !
Eventually it did get sorted out - by which time I had sat long enough in the pub for the pain in my leg to be more than annoying. I scoffed a few painkillers and disappeared until around half past ten that evening. . . . and that put paid to Friday.
Now on the Saturday, most folks catch the train to Bridgnorth and walk around the town visiting as many pubs as they can find. I can't even walk to the station, let alone around the town, so I had brekky and decided to take a few photographs. For the first time ever, the battery on my Pentax had gone totally flat. Ah well, I'll find something else to do - such as climb on the trike and go for a ride. My ride ended up back home, where I did a bit of work in the garage, put my camera battery on charge and promptly caught up on the sleep which I didn't get last night. I dodged the rain and ended up back at the rally site by around ten o'clock. Once again, Andy M had smuggled a birthday cake in the pub. There are three club members with birthdays within a few days of each other, so it was a sort of multiple celebration affair.
Of course, certain musical instruments had to be waved around. I went to play Andy's guitar and leaned slightly forward in order to rest it on my left leg. It was then I discovered something else I can't do due to this injury - there was no way I could hold the guitar without the pain in my leg getting worse - also, you can't sing when you are in pain ( OK - so I couldn't sing before ). Now I know how some of you must have felt when listening to me.
By around midnight I was back in bed - not one of the best Saturday nights I've ever had.
Sunday morning and the rain had come to visit us. I downed brekky and struggled into my waterproofs - another first since the accident. I said my goodbyes and hit the road. The rain more or less stopped within a few miles, and around an hour later I was home. First thing - more painkillers and lie down for an hour or two.
So ended my first post-accident rally. One word summed it up for me "pain". It prevented me from doing what I wanted, it stopped me from enjoying the weekend and it's still bloody annoying me now. To the best of my knowledge the rally went as well as ever - it would be nice to see someone else's take on things, but as ever . . . . don't hold your breath.
Ah - I've just been given a list of who won what . . . . so here we go.
Long distance male - Moz - 225 miles
Long distance female - K Holmes - 164 miles
Club turnout - Toads and Dogends
Best bike - Martin Walker - GS1000
Rat bike - Phil Kirk - GPX
Best trike - Bob Cropper - Reliant