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(The award winning)
Elaina and myself drove down to stay with Annie and Dek on Thursday
night. We set about unpacking the luggage and put bike round the back.
For safe keeping. Turned out this wasn’t such a good idea this
cos we had a bit of bother getting it out the gate in the morning. Eventually,
after much, huffing and puffing we got it out and packed up, for the
mostly nice sunny journey to Stranraer for the ferry. Just to make the
trip a little interesting a man in a tractor that tried to take out
Annie, dirty B@stard !!!.
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 Ve have vays of Amuseing Ourselves!! |
We soon arrived in Belfast where it was pouring down, but not to worry as it was only 30 miles to the rally site. Pouring, strange city, in rush hour traffic… Smashing!! But we made it and got a very warm welcome from Carol and Nikki when we arrived, as well as a warning not to take bikes up the hill into the camping field. Sod it we thought… how bad can it be… Meanwhile a guy from another Scottish club didn’t heed the warning and promptly broke his pillions leg in 2 places, after a tantrum or 6 from yours-truly we were camped up ready to party… So we headed for the pub, Annie singing to lift our spirits as we walked. Friday is generally a bit quiet but it gave us a chance to have a yap till the band came on, a few beers later and after some amusement with Smirnoff ice labels we decided to retire for the night. |
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Saturday morning
and the sun had came out to play :o) So we headed of to Newcastle (no
not the geordie one) for breakfast and a stroll round the shops etc,
back to rally site and a few beers in Annie/Deks tent while (The award
winning) Elaina annoyed the local wildlife, and Annie had the Boothill
lot running to the toilets by declaring that there was no toilet paper
in the ladies toilet in a bad irish accent, wouldn’t of been so
bad but they fell for it every time. |
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Sweepy Cwissy |
Chris arrived about
tea time and after putting up his tent he started looking around for
his sandwich that he had painstakingly sought out for himself, about
5minutes later he found it......in (The award winning) Elaina’s
mouth |
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Next was award time and (The award winning) Elaina and (The award winning) Leather won furthest travelled female and female awards. After managing to wrench them from the Leather’s grip Carol from Boothill arranged for the trophies to be posted home to Aberdeen, so save the Leather’s lugging them around the UK for the next week. All this was too much excitement for a very hungover/sandwichless Chris, damn those work nights out, as he headed off for an earlyish night. |
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The four survivors partied on with our Irish friends till the end and visited the bonfire for a wee heat before bed time. Sunday morning was another sunny day so we packed up ready to go, we noticed 3 guys in what must be the smallest tent in the world, feet etc hanging out the door, said goodbye to our friends at Boothill mcc and Dek gave his "see you jimmy hat" to Nicki from Boothill who promised him an Irish one in return ( Likely Story) we decided to go around the coast road to Dublin as it was a sunny day, but that’s another story. Footnote…. A Leprechaun Hat was indeed passed on to Leather at
Quay Vipers a few weeks Later Thanks to Leather for the Report |
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After watching the silly games we headed back to the pub and were redirected
to the hall next door as there was a much bigger crowd expected for
the Saturday, bagged our table and proceeded to have a few libations
while listening to 2 very good bands. 
