FROM THE FRONT
Thanks – BIG thanks – to everyone who came and ran the RC stand at the recent Stafford Show. It was as busy and as hectic as it always is, and in case you were wondering, Rowena stayed at the workface to ensure that this issue zapped off to press on time. I of course skived off for a weekend of beer and hot dogs … I mean, lettuce and weak tea. Mostly.
An entertaining side effect of this temporary arrangement was that as the excellent folk at Mortons’ HQ set up the RC stand for me, I was able to ride up, rather than enduring motorway hell in the car. We usually cart a pile of stuff for the stand, but … if you noticed that that stand was a little bare, that’s because I rode from Bude to Stafford. And… what a difference it makes!
The trek from RCHQ Bude takes between six and seven hours, usually, involves a lot of very tedious motorway mileage, and ends with both Rowena and me tired and maybe a little fractious. That’s just how it is. However…
Several readers commented on my general bounciness over the weekend, as well as my obviously motorcycle-oriented apparel. The two are connected. OK, so the PTW (dare I use that expression in classic company?) was modern, but the sheer daft entertainment of the ride was exceptional. I had all day Friday to ride up, and all day Monday to ride home, which meant that I didn’t need to choose the most direct and shortest route. So I didn’t. Instead I chose roads I know, roads I enjoy, and on the Sunday night I broke the journey in Shropshire so that I could detour into Wales while heading south on the following day. This all made the trip something of a minor adventure rather than a chore. And it was great.
It is too easy to forget how exhilarating and rewarding a decent ride can be, and the delight of the blazing heat of Friday’s northward trek was in no way diminished by Monday’s occasional showers. Modern riding gear is excellent, and I remained as dry as the proverbial bone.
As always, the chat on the RC stand ranged across a vast array of topics, mostly – but not all – motorcycle related, and a lot of it concerned RC and events. Back in the early days, as I was reminded many times, we attended many events, varying from huge national bashes like Stafford to tiny local shows. More than one reader wondered whether we would consider attending more events – as we used to. The answer varied, depending on how I was feeling, so apologies here if I’m contradicting myself.
Rowena has a mountain of academic work to complete this summer, which leaves me with a few decent riding opportunities, and I already have several plans to get out there, some of them very varied – did you know there’s a great café at Dunkeswell airfield? Neither did I, but I hope to check it out.
There is of course a tiny moral to this tale – the more riding and the less driving, the more I enjoy events. Strange, isn’t it? Or maybe not. Ride safely Frank Westworth Frank@realclassic.net