The Ribcrackers Rally 2010



Following the emotional and physical strain of hosting a rally a few weeks back, putting our feet up at someone else's seemed like just the thing. And being a stones throw from Shitename Towers - the Rib Crackers do fitted the bill.

With Andy Kat and I on bikes with the usual assortment of bald tyres, disintegrated exhausts and tempremental ignition systems we cajoled our bikes to the site and met up with the Mandy/Nige et al contingent. A tent had been put up for a non-arrival and that therefore had our name on it - bonus, this would take valuable minutes off our tent-pitching to can-swigging lap times.

The Sally flag was duly hoisted over our borrowed billet, introductions to the fine band of Mandy/Nige associates were made and the "foot up putting" commenced. Our old mate Ammo was providing sound as usual so we wandered over for a quick cuddle and for Ammo to show us some of his new toys. I'm no sound technician but I could pick up enough to cue Andy to get a hard on or nod appreciatively when required.

Who'd have thought a power ranger slipping rohipnol to a tellytubby could produce Darth Vader's bolemic lovechild?

A divine curry and chips later and we had a well useful chin-wag with Grumpy biker. We want a marquee for next years Wakinyan, but that cost's moolah we don't necessarily have. "Hire a bar and the marquee get's thrown in don't it?" suggests GB. Ding! a light just came on. Andy followed that up with the bar on site and we have a start already.

Back to the rally and it's fancy dress - this years theme: Sci-Fi. Didn't really plan for this myself, but Andy improvised with his War Helmet and thermal undies. Who'd have thought a power ranger slipping rohipnol to a tellytubby could produce Darth Vader's bolemic lovechild? Yup - suitably sinister. Even drinking cider through a straw it was enough to have women gathering their frightened children and the attending Stormtroopers saluting his Anal Highness.

On strict instructions not to remove my clothes, I removed my clothes. My bad since Darth Andy smuggled my trousers onto the stage and had their recovery announced over the PA. Take the continued dancing, drinking and stage invasions as read, the bands were tight. The only let down being that the caterers ran out of curry for the chips. Minor setback, gravy to the rescue.

Anyway, good party and better still, added some new chums to the Sally MCC xmas card list. Grateful thanks once again for the hospitality received.

PS. Davros won the fancy dress competition, outstanding.

Shitename

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Rib Crackers 2010

Thanks to Mandy, Kerry and Carmen for the Pics.

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