The weather forecast was poor , another load of hysteria about global warming and severe weather , just to re-affirm this then Thursday night was grim with high winds and driving rain . Having just fitted a new clutch , reed block and mag side oil seal I thought about taking it for a test ride but one look out of the front door changed my mind and decided that caution should be thrown to the wind ( literally ) .

It came as a great surprise to find clear blue skies on Friday and the ride to Skipton to meet the others was a joy - especially with that North Westerly wind behind us . Once at the Little Thief it was time for a quick brew to the utter dismay of Airey who wanted to crack on .

A scenic ride through Ilkey moor and into Otley until Scott decided to try  the local roller coaster , a pot hole that deep that our Dave could stand up in it and not be seen . A large cracking sound was evident and from the rear it was clear that the pot hole had done some damage . Scott , feeling that something was wrong , then weaved across the road to test out if anything was going to fall off ......luckily the engine decided to hang on in there until he pulled over . A sheared engine mount lug meant the end of this scoot's journey .

Half an hour was then lost whilst scott tried to call the recovery with his mobile phone ( that had no credit ) to the number ( that he had left at home ) mmmm.......

5 hours later we were in Yarmouth . A slightly improved ride down helped by the 20 mile race between me , steve and two other TS1 kitted lammies . There is one thing I dont like and that being overtaken by other scooterists , especially if they are wearing Paisley scalves - that was it .......20 miles or pure speed and stupidity .

In the 80's the Trojan SC and Morecambe lads used to drink in the Bricklayers Arms and so off we went in search , greeted by two barmen who seemed friendly enough , especially to Scott who chatted away to the locals ........until we realised we were in the local gay bar ......scott soon parked his arse on the nearest chair ! Michelle hid her face in shame !

Here are some old pics of how it used to be in the 80's - dont think its been decorated since ?

Steve decided to borrow Michelle's handbag ....turn it into a man bag so he could blend in a bit better !

Dont ever think that a pair of socks will be a substitute for exhaust packing .....needless to say they set on fire after about 4 miles ...this helped keep michelle warm for a bit though ! I guess Ray Mears might be interested in this one ,,, ya know ...if your stuck in a rain forest with nothing but a lambtretta and a pair of pringle socks ......in need of a fire to cook your hunting spoils ........nylon smoked beaver !

I took this photo to show the snow on Toot's coat after a couple of miles , we weren't to know it would get worse .....alot worse !

By the time we stopped again we were a tad colder ! Steve's legshields are actually black and gold , the snow did the rest .

Is that a scar on his head or is scott going bald already ?? The thought of 3p off per litre got scott a little bit too excited .

The snow on the front of the helmet helped Toot keep his breath fresh , who needs that Spearmint Ice stuff .......