The escape from Wales

Success! I got out of Wales without mishap! that's twice I've managed to escape the clutches of the Red Dragon this year.
normally I have some sort of disaster when in Wales, punctures, fall-off's etc, I can attribute 2 of my assisted recoveries (1 to the RAC & the other to the AA) to my Welsh soirées.
I did forget/lose my little foldy-up handle that I use for the cooking pans which resulted in medium-rare fingers and abuse to the God of gas camping stoves, and the C&CC clubrez booking system stuck again as despite my paying online they had used that payment to cover the cost of my forthcoming camping adventures at Norwich, once again the site staff came to the rescue and took more cash from me, how kind!



Early morning start was a bit misty



The Site at Rhandirmwyn (pronounced @#/'.,##'**?)
was the best I've been to yet -despite it's name, (I say this at every site I go to -other than Teversal- as each one seems better than the previous one!)

The scenery is marvellous and the showers produce enough water to enable you to stand still and get wet; as opposed to most camping site showers which require you to run around in the shower to get wet.



Somewhere on this bike is the handle for my cooking pots!




More about the Motorcycling to follow, watch this space!

Tempting providence!

Why is it that when you talk about past disasters they repeat themselves? is there some God like being amusing him/her self? Is the aforementioned email fairy moonlighting for a few extra laughs? am I paranoid? does any one care!
I remember a conversation at Hayfield about joining the AA/RAC and how good they both were, I mentioned that I tend to get the bike low-loaded about twice a year (This has been the case for the last 4 years!) this year I have only been low-loaded once, (My ignition barrel and steering lock seized in the locked position)
So one of the above was obviously seeking to redress this piece of -relative- good fortune by supplying my rear tyre (only 800 miles old) with a complex puncture as I left the camp site, complex because having plugged it 3 times it was still leaking air, so a mad dash for the nearest garage and a phone call had the AA coming out to rescue me,


Getting comfy as I wait for the AA





I was fully expecting a low-load home due to being unable to stop the leak, but the very nice man from the AA managed to insert another plug and some 'slime' which -finally- stopped the air escaping.


A very nice man!





I drove the rest of the way home in the end thus saving that other low-load home for another day!
The Bike is now a unicycle in the garage awaiting another tyre! Interestingly this is a story/moan/whinge for another day!!