Grubs M.C.C.
Ringstinger Rally
May 21st, 22nd & 23rd. 1999.
Just for a change, the Grubs decided to rename
their rally. The "Ugly Grub's Ball" is no more. This
time it's the "Ringstinger Rally". So in keeping with
the new name, I stocked up on curries and chillies, along with a
good supply of Andrex's finest. A trip to the dentist on Thursday
left my eating tackle in a somewhat delicate state, plus being on
antibiotics meant that drinking to excess was out of the
question. However, I can still have a good time without getting
pissed.
Friday evening saw myself and a fair few others
down at the rugby club. I like this site, not too large, decent
toilets, a good bar, fairly flat and, best of all, there's never
any "attitude" problems. I'm afraid I didn't do a great
deal on Friday night. Ate my curry, drank one whole pint { I will
NEVER drink a pint of gin again. :+) } and wobbled off to bed.
Saturday, and a few of the more "unhungover" of the Moonshiners headed off to Hinkley for a nose around. One of our members, who will remain nameless, wondered why his trike was having a little difficulty pulling away. He gave it a handful, let out the clutch, and then found what was causing the problem. His Primus stove was under the rear wheel. Oops. One squashed stove later, and we were on our way. There was a nice, well sorted and well used Vincent parked up in Hinkley. I like to see bikes used, not purchased as an "investment".
Saturday night, most of the 'Shiners headed
down to the town of Market Bosworth, whilst I padded over to the
rugby club and spent the night with some of the Missing Lynx
M.C.C. For those with a strong stomach, and a little time to
spare, the pictures may be found HERE.
Sunday morning, and the sun did shine. Time to pack up and ride the 40 or so miles back home. I enjoyed the "Ringstinger", even if I was *not firing on all cylinders* so to speak.
Thanks to the lads and lassies of the Grubs M.R.C. Catch you all on the next one.
Cheers.
^..^
Lone Wolf.