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Run To The Shires - 28/29/30 September



SAT MORNING WAS LEAVING TIME FOR THE SHIRES, NICE AN EARLY 7AM??
ONLY ROB AND BUZZY (ON HIS NEW FECKING WELL SMART LAMMY) FROM LYNN HEAD TO MEET
WITH THE SUTTON BRIDGE CREW OF BAGGS, SIMMO, DEAN & MICHELE. NOT BAD WEATHER, NICE AND DRY
( NOT LIKE FRIDAY! HEY FINE CITY ) HE HE. NO PROBS ON THE WAY TO GRANTHAM WHERE WE STOP FOR GRUB AT OUR FAV CAFE.

ALL FULL AND FEELING LIKE STUFFED XMAS TURKEYS, WE HEAD OFF AGAIN ONLY
FOR BUZZY TO HAVE 2 SMALL HEAT SEIZURE'S AT ABOUT 55MPH (HE WAS RUNNING IN??).

WE ARRIVE AT THE NEW SHIRES SITE, PAID OUR CASH, IN WE GO, RIGHT, FIND MR PEGG AS HE HAS 3 CASE'S OF BEER FOR US !
AFTER FINDING HIM WE SET UP CAMP (AFTER A BEER OR 6) TRYING TO KEEP SIMMO'S TENT AS FAR AWAY
AS POSS (NEXT FIELD FOR HIM WOULD BE NICE). THE SUN IS OUT, THE BEER IS COLD AND
THE FINE CITY AND DAZ & ANDREA ARE HEADING OUR WAY(DIDN'T BRING ANY BEER WITH THEM?).

NICK, BAGGS, SIMMO STICK THEIR STEEDS IN THE CUSTOM SHOW AND WE ALL HAVE A LOOK ROUND
(WITH BEERS IN HAND), SOME NICE SCOOTS IN THE SHOW, 2 WITH FECKING GREAT BIG BIKE
ENGINES IN THEM AND THE VERY LOVELY MEMPHIS BELLE.
SIMMO WINS AGAIN WITH BEST ODDITY (NOT SURE IF FOR HIS SCOOT OR HIMSELF)?
WITH THAT WE HEAD BACK TO THE TENTS WITH THE FINE CITY RABBLE IN TOW, TO FINISH OUR TINNYS OFF.

SOME BRIGHT SPARK SAY'S LETS HAVE A GO ON CHELLS VESPA AUTO???? WHY, WHY, WHY,
DID SHE AGREE? MOST HAD A GO AND WERE WELL IMPRESSED WITH ITS SPEED AND SMOOTHNESS.
ROB THEN JUMPS ON! TWISTS THE THROTTLE, NEARLY FECKING TAKES OFF AND IS HEADING DOWN THE
CAMP SITE AT RAPID SPEED, AAH AAH STOP! PRESSING THE FOOT BREAK THAT SOME CLEVER FECKER
HAD PINCHED PANIC SETS IN (PULL THE FECKING BREAK) WITH THAT THE TWAT COMES OFF AND
SLIDE'S TO AN UNDIGNIFIED HALT MUCH TO THE AMUSEMENT OF THE SKA BANDITS SC.
NO DAMAGE THANK FECK, ONLY TO ROB'S PRIDE....

NIGHT TIME.... ALL OUR TINS ARE GONE SO HIT THE BAR! GOOD CRACK HAD BY ALL,
LOADS OF BEER, LOADS OF TALKING SHITE AND SOME VERY WEIRD DANCING!!
AS USUAL WE ALL ENDED UP IN A RIGHT OLD STATE, FECKIN BRILL..

NEXT THING ITS THE MORNING (HOW WE EVER FIND OUR WAY BACK TO THE TENTS GOD ONLY KNOWS??)
NOW THE PORTA-LOO'S DONT EVER LOOK TO INVITING IN THE MORNING DO THEY!!
WELL WE HAD SOME TREE'S AND A RIVER BEHIND US!! SO MENTION NO NAMES
BUT IT HAD TO BE EMPTIED... SO TO YOU IN THE CANOE (YOU PERVERT)
DONT LOOK AT ME I'M SHY I SAID DONT LOOK AT ME...

SO GOODBYES WERE SAID AND WE SET OFF HOME ONLY FOR MR BUZZY TO RUN OUT OF PETROL HALF A MILE FROM CAMP SITE HE HE....

GOOD RALLY AGAIN, BRING ON THE NEXT ONE

ROB

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