BBQ and Ride Out 2010



Salutation's Summer BBQ and Ride Out, the first official one in many years as far as I knew, and also a great opportunity for Rick to celebrate his retirement from teaching which began on the very day we arrived.

Weekend of three halves this, all of them great.

Weekend of three halves this, all of them great. Friday evening, most of the club was settled in to the farm, a nice wee fire was shimmering away on the hill, the sky was a dusky pink and courtesy of my PA, we could get the ipods running to 200 watts. Just before midnight, the Beetles turned up and a jolly good chill out session continued. Kaza got wrecked, but not fitshaced. Someone else can fill the details after 1am, like a good boy, I went to get my head down - but you get the idea.

Saturday morning and all hail Nobby the chef, smashin breakfast cooked for the masses, flawlessly delivered.

Some more guests landed, from Taff Riders: Nigel, Mandy, Dave and Kerry accompanied by Ross and Laney. About this time Boz arrived to represent Bear Town Bikers. At just before 1pm, about 11 bikes and 14 people set off for a 60 mile jaunt around the Peak District.

a quick history lesson at Lady Bower resevoir and finally (realising a lifetime's ambition for me anyway): taking a look up the Devils Arse.

First mention in despatches goes to the club VP, Beetlejuice, he planned and led this route and it was just superb. Great roads, great scenery and some nice little stops on the way, including the obligatory pull over at Snake Pass Inn, a quick history lesson at Lady Bower resevoir and finally (realising a lifetime's ambition for me anyway): taking a look up the Devils Arse.

Second mention in despatches goes to Fackin' Leg End for an as usual exempliary stint as safety rider - although watching him hang off his bike without tilting it is still hilarious. He's like a human sidecar.

Back at base and Karen and Ali are trying to take the credit for erecting a marquee and assembling a couple of new gas bbq's. No mean feat from a comfy sofa without even putting down your copy of heat magazine.

Shortly after we got off our bikes, the Ace of Spades could be heard blasting from up the lane, after a perplexing minute, Big Steve and (not big) Mags come pootling round the corner - his bike CD blasting - the party congregation was now complete.

And so to the third and final half, the bbq/party. I dare say the 3,423 photo's taken my Mandy* will speak for themselves so I'll abbreviate. Early evening entertainment included the now de rigeur acapella session from Big Steve (to the rolling of Mrs Big Steve's eyeballs) and courtesy of some clumps of hair from a resident sheep dogs arse - a visit from John Cleese.

VP Beetlejuice donned the Chef's hat and some rather lovely hot grub got munched down.

A technical hitch almost prevented the Karaoke from happening, however my Air Cadet training kicked in and service was restored! Hat's off to Nobby who even found some microphones in the kitchen - so it was pretty much four at a time for the rest of the night. At 4am I realised Nigel from Taff Riders had been trying to sleep 10 feet from the speakers for the previous three hours, so I called time on the Karoake - but there were still plenty of folks milling about the fire for a while after that.

With so many key ingredients for a good time thrown in: good company, music, fire, laughter, willy waving and of course knocking about on two wheels - I sincerely trust a Summer BBQ and Ride-Out will enter the Salutation roster of regular events.

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Shame so many invited guests either gibbed out or couldn't make it - they missed a crackin' do! Hopefully, they'll realise the error of their ways and be there next time.

Wigan Paul


* - as soon as we get some of Mandy's 3,423 photo's we'll get them up here!


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