The Scottish Double week 2014
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Those going this week were:
Terry and Dilys - 1982 Moto Guzzi
Rob Jones - 1953 Velocette
Bill and Jean - 1925 Indian and 1974 Moto Morini

The S & T weekend
Friday - arrival
On Friday morning we all met up at Tebay services on the M6, where Terry and Rob had 'overnighted', whilst Jean and I had stayed overnight in a small hotel in Garstang. We then set off in convoy for Crieff and the local rugby club. Jean and I were booked into a B&B, whilst Terry and Rob set up their vans on the rugby field which was being used as a campsite for the weekend.

Saturday - The trial day
Everyone needed to have their bikes out early as the first of the 100 plus riders was away at 10am. There were two routes, a long one at  just under 100 miles and a short route at around 70 miles. We all opted for the short route which was just as well as the weather turned a bit 'orrid.

The route took us out from Crieff on the back road to Comrie, where we came across the first checkpoint. Through Comrie and on towards Loch Earn where we took the south side back road that ran for about 7 miles along the side of the loch. We then turned north towards Loch Tay and took the south side back road that ran for about 15 miles and ended up in Kenmore. We were all pretty wet by this time with lunch being taken at the Kenmore Hotel, a welcome respite from the constant drizzle.

We all made it back to the rally field without mishap and were all a bit on the soggy side - a quick change and a cup of coffee and the world looked a whole lot brighter.
The evening saw the prize giving and buffet with none of us winning anything.

Sunday - the Social Run
This was a run of about 50 miles and it was dry, well to start with it was. Jean and I used the Morini and rode with Rob and Terry to the Sterling Mills Outlet centre at Tillicoultry. We were all in the cafe when the heavens decide to open and emptied a real downpour over the bikes.

That evening, Rob walked up into town and had a superb Thai meal with Jean and myself, whilst Terry and Dilys ate 'in house'.

Monday - Friday
On the Monday, Rob and Terry moved on to Gairloch which was our selected venue for the next few days. Gairloch is a pretty village, higher up on the west coast about 180 miles from Crieff. Jean and I stayed on in Crieff, as the hotel in Gairloch was fully booked for the Monday so we followed on the next day. The hotel was right next to the campsite and we ate there two nights, with the food being quite good. Wednesday turned out to be a bit miserable so we didn't do much, apart from trying to fix the Guzzi. Terry took the bike out for a test ride with Rob following as back-up, and they ended up down at the harbour where they booked a boat trip for us all the next day - except Jeannie - who hates bobbing about in boats.

Thursday turned out to be a beautiful day, so the bikes came out and after sorting the Guzzi - eventually - we all set off for the Harbour and our boat trip. As it happened there was a tall ship in the bay and we got a good look at it during our boat trip. It was the 'Sea Cloud II', registered in Malta but operating from Hamburg as an up market cruise ship, which, "caters for well heeled, sophisticated American and German passengers", or so the reviews say.
After that we rode the bikes to Poolewe for lunch, before riding the whole length of Loch Ewe to visit the monument, erected to commemorate the WWII Arctic convoys that gathered in the loch before setting off for Russia.

The Scottish National weekend
After travelling the 180 odd miles from Gairloch we arrived safely in Blairgowrie on the Friday, all ready for the Scottish National weekend. There was a get together on Friday evening in the clubhouse bar and we were treated to a plate of 'stovies' followed by some 'clutie' - delicious it all was. Saturday morning soon came and the sun was out for a change, and it stayed good for the whole day. We were expected to have our bikes on their designated places by 9am and all of us just managed it in time. There was another good entry of over 100.

We had a very nice ride to the lunch stop at Inchture, where the stop was one hour. On leaving the dining room several of us were asked if we could allow a 'soon to be bride' and her bridesmaids to have their photos taken whilst sitting on some our bikes. I did offer to take the one home who sat on my bike but she just laughed.

The afternoon run managed to include a few hills and I missed a turning once and also thought I had a second time - all a question of not concentrating and just enjoying the ride and scenery. We were entered on the 20mph schedule and I had a complaint from my pillion that the ride was boringly slow, but then you have to try, don't you? After completing the 70 odd miles of the short route it was back to the rally field and a welcome cuppa. We all then had to clean up for the official dinner and prize giving in the Angus Hotel at 7.30. The meal was good and when we came to the prize giving - I had won the late Vintage class and Rob had come second in the post war class. So we didn't do too bad.

Sunday - the social run
We headed out of Blairgowrie and headed north ending up at a small cafe in Pitlochry. The Morini came out for this ride and we were joined by Paddy Winter, a good friend from previous Scottish events, who rode his Harley Sportster.

The weather didn't look too good, so we straight-lined it back to Blairgowrie and at Bridge of Cally it sure did rain, but eased as we got back to the rally field. It was then a case of saying our goodbyes as we were to head straight back home after breakfast in our digs the following morning, while Terry planned to visit a relative near Preston and Rob intended to stop at the Wensleydale railway. Anyway, we all arrived home safely with smiles on our faces after a good eleven days with the intention of doing it all again next year - you're welcome to join us.