Late Saturday evening update:
A massive thanks to Suprabird1100 (I?m A Marine) and Gypsy and of course Maps R Us for the new directions. These will be fed into my Cod Piece GPS system with Wot I am equipped.
I was lucky in being able to get a lift with a local farmer, I had to share the back of the truck with 2 pigs and a sheep (Bert will be jealous) I did remonstrate with the farmer about the terrible smell, but he said the pigs would not mind.
After an hours travel I was dropped off at the Scrap yard and was vastly relieved to see as Suprabird1100 (I?m a Marine) and Gypsy had said that my rusty err trusty steed was safe and well by the now defunct crushing machine.
I approached a really rough looking type with a moustache beard and loads of tattoos, I said excuse me I have come to pick my bike up,
Err I?ll away n ga me hubby she said, spat on me shoe, let out a ripsnorter of a fart turned and stomped off in the direction of into a decrepit looking wooden hut.
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Having nothing better to do I peered into the workings of the dead crushing machine and was able to see that it was coated with a deep layer of rust, it looked a bit like the Mars landscape in there.
Glinting in the dying rays of the sun was a shiny Vauxhall badge.
After a long and furious augment with the owner of the yard in which I managed to convince him that it was not my fault that the rusty car had knackered his crusher, he agreed to let me have my bike back.
I stowed my walking stick into the chromed stick holders (Donated by Jaws Motorcycles) and as I climbed into the saddle the day ended as it had began by starting to piss down with rain.
Wearily I turned the ignition key and thumbed the starter, the precision Suzuki V twin engine rumbled into life and settled into a steady beat. I turned on my Cod Piece GPS system and snicked the bike into 1st gear gunned the throttle and without a backward look headed off into the night in search of the nearest lay-by and a comfortable litterbin.
As ever I remain optimistic and armed with the new directions am now convinced that I will make Matlock by Friday the 12th.
Surly nothing more can go wrong. Can it? c7u8
Best Regards
Cyclops (World Rider)
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