Farmyard Party
(Another balloon anyone?)

The Farmyard Party's a bit different from most of the rallies we do. It's got more of a festival feel about it. So with partying in mind... we all packed up our bikes ready to rendivous in Melrose. Having nearly starved to death in Jedburgh last year the Weegie chapter where keen to get there sharp... this was made easier by the fact that Chris adn Lin weren't actually that late, llate... but not that late

An un-eventfull but good run to Melrose, got checked in by the gestapo and we headed into town for some grub(we hoped). First pub promised good food all day but.... they'de just stopped serving(hmmm.... this was feeling like last year again) The bar staff kindly pointed us in the direction of the Kings arms. The Kings arms it turns out do the best burgers in the world. This was bad news for the Aberdeen Chapter... who arrived to late. It was also bad news for Dek who had the Chillie stateing "I'll be eating burgers (donkey) all weekend" Oh how he regretted those words A wedgie for the Ginger weegie... then it was time for us all to bunk down for the night.

Mike's not happy... someone's stole his glove puppet

After a night in the room of snores.... thank heaven's it was morning... and time for a Dek to play a game of the bunk bed stepple chase (ooh er missus that sounds rude). Bikes packed and we were on the road again. A quick stop for petrol and we got to see a rare treat. We got to witness how long it takes Chris to put on his gloves when he is DELIBERATELY draggin it out . To be fair to the apparently impatient caravan owner, He thought the bike belonged to one of the rest of us. So it was possibly understandable he was pissed off as we were just all standing about as he waited, blocked in by Chris's bike. Back on the road and we crossed the border to Engerland to stop for breakie and to give Chris the opportunity to throw his bike, himself and Lin down a very steep embankment. Unfortunately for him.... Dek and Mike were quick to react and ruin all his fun! After al that excitment we finally got breaky afterwards Uncle leather headed outsdie for a fag (and here was us thinking he only wanted to go south of the border so he could smoke INSIDE ).

An un-eventifull trip down the rest of the road was marked only by a rather horribly mutilated badger... sorry Gaz, we never stopped for pics so this one was only dead and free but not educational. On arrival at the site we drove the last 4000000 miles on the bumpiest track ever (ooo me conkers) at the end of which Dek showed his discussed by running down one of the marshals. That's what happens when you hand out side stand pucks to folk when they're riding motor cycles (apologies to the slightly bruised marshal )

 
The tents were soon up and can's were opened and Annie was on can four in no time. It was all looking touch and go for her for a bit but a handy tube of Pringles came to the rescue. It was soon time to head up tp the 'arena' for Tea. Leather and Elaina found a stall selling the biggest and best turkey Sandwiches. Nice one

By now we were in the sun at the main stage listening to covers before heading through the stalls-sampling they're delights, of course, as we made our way to the dance tent for a look.

Annie and Dek headed back to the tents, leaving the rest to Party. After a wee adventure(read "We got totally lost" ) they made it back to the tent as Dek set about breathing life into a fire. Much huffing and puffing later a sout faced Dek's work was done and a fire was had

 

Back at the arena and it was time to head back for the biggest and best Turkey sandwiches in the world. I can only assume they'de used up all the Turkey on Friday cos it was stingy stingy stingy on Saturday. Thank god Elaina and Leather went first! As we ate tea, two lads obviously were starting to struggle with the heat and decided to shed a few clothes. Funny, cos we nearly shed out tea

Saturday afternoon and we headed for Scarborough. After a bit of a treck in the scorching heat we final arrived parked at the North Bay and got breaky before taking a walk and eating ICE CREAM and lets not forget the man with the cool Sandcastles. How much hairspray did that take?

Once back at the site Mike hood winked Dek into carying the beer up to the arena. Ah well it gave him a chance to make sure Mike got the can that got dropped.... shaken... dropped again... shaken some more Oh the laugh as Mike opened the can and absolutely nothing happened! Bugger Bigger damn and blast!!!!!!!

 

A few beers and a chill out befor ethe nights partying began. Annie and Dek were first to fall and left Leather,Elaina and Lin to look after Glowsticks Dawson and Jobby Face Miller. Feel their pain

We woke up on Sunday to another dry morning so we made the most of the dry and got packed up and on the road. A wee spill in the filed from Chris went totally un-noticed by his so called buddies as they all rode off (Sorry mate ). The dry weather didn't last long and we were soon riding home in the pishing rain. A stop at Corrbridge for lunch before the weegies headed west Leaving Leather, Elaina and Mike to go play for another night this time in Edinburgh. Another cool weekend, well what we can remember of it.