Weymouth Week 12th to 19th May 2012
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Terry and Dilys Hopes, Bruce and Diane Grant, Rob Jones, Alan and Steph Williams, plus Jean and I had all entered this event. The weather promised to be good and the forecast was for glorious sunshine all week. Rob was to use his new Motolug trailer behind his Romahome and was taking his 1952 Velocette, and in expectation the rest of us took trainers - for better grip when pushing. Seriously, Bruce had his 1943 Triumph engined racer and 1975 Honda 400/4, Alan had his BMW, Terry his Moto Guzzi, whilst I had the vintage Indian and our Morini. It was nice to see our friends Willy and Mady from Antwerp again, riding a Jawa, of course. I did speak to WIlly about organising a section visit to the Antwerp Early Riders Treffen in 2013, followed by the Tour of Luxembourg - so we'll see if things all come together.
Saturday evening was a get together in the marquee for signing on, downing a few beers and the official welcome etc. Pat Kirkham, from Scotland, entertained us with a quiz - wasn't easy at all, and different, for sure.
Arrival photos:

Sunday 13th
The day of the Weymouth run. This event is in it's 40th year and has been incorporated into the 4th Weymouth week. The start was from the Pavilion car park on the sea front. There were two routes, long and short, we took the short run which headed out along the sea front towards the east and the Isle of Purbeck. Last year Bruce managed 100 yards before getting lost - this year he made it along the whole of the sea front on the 1943 Triumph racer before turning off. Done on purpose, so we found out later. The one exhaust pipe had become detached from the cylinder head so Bruce decided to head back to the campsite and swap the bike for the Honda. Halfway back the errant pipe decided to depart the silencer as well and dropped onto the road. Bruce pulled up and told Diane to go back and pick it up - ever the gentleman our Brucie, getting Di to collect the hot exhaust. Everyone completed the run ok and arrived back at the pavilion for the trophies to be handed out. Gill Windeatt, the Flat Tank section secretary, pushed her 1927 Sunbeam back in and after a few words about what the problem was Terry and I worked through the fuel system to find that the tank tap was blocked - easily sorted.  On to the trophies and our Indian was given the Best Vintage, which was the largest cup on the table. I had to shake hands with Vic Blake the club President, the Lady Mayoress and the Mayor of Weymouth before getting the cup - trouble was that I'd been working on Gill's bikes fuel system just before so was a touch smelly - que sera, sera!

During the evening it was a ride along the coast road towards Bridport to the coastal village of West Bay for Fish and Chips. The evening was chilly and we decided that we'd 'posh' it by eating in the local pub, 'The George Hotel'. Never again - the fish batter was soggy and the mushy peas very watery, certainly not good value at 13.50 per head. The ride back along the coast road made up somewhat for the over priced and poor quality meal.

Monday 14th

Gosh, it was warm and sunny the day before, but today it promised to be even hotter. The run was to the Fleet Air Arm museum but Bruce and Di decided to do their own thing and headed off towards Poole on the Honda four. The rest of us set off on the 40 mile route to just above Yeovil and the Fleet Air Arm Museum. I found it very interesting as I'd never been there before. So it was a coffee first and then dive into the museum. We had a walk through Concorde 002, the one that Brian Trubshaw first took aloft from Filton back in April 1969. Terry and I also had a ride in the helicopter flight simulator - spoilt only by a screaming woman in the front row. After our visit it was 42 miles back to Bagwell Farm.

Tuesday 15th
The run today was titled 'The long way round to Weymouth'. Basically a run around in a 52 mile circle and ending up back in Weymouth at the Nothe Fort for lunch and a look around before tackling the 20 miles back to Bagwell.

The first stop was at Beaminster Craft Centre for a coffee and a look around. Then onwards, we eventually passed through Martinstown and came across the Brewers Arms pub where we stopped and had a leisurely lunch. It was only 5 miles or so to the fort and we figured that the pub was a better option for lunch as the cafe in the fort would be trying to cater for over 200 other motorcyclists. Suitably fed and watered we headed on into Weymouth and after negotiating the traffic, ended up inside the fort which had been specially opened for motorcycle access. Pictures from the fort and some from inside at the dioramas:

The evening entertainment in the marquee was provided by Bonny Sartin who was a member of the Yetties folk singing group. They disbanded a few years ago and Bonny now spends his time regaling tales of what the group got up to.

Wednesday 16th
This days run was titled 'North into the beautiful Blackmoor vale' 

We all headed north with the first stop scheduled at the Halsey Arms pub in Pulham after passing the Cerne Abbas giant for the obligatory photo.

Lunch was to be taken in Sherborne after having covered 67 miles.

In Sherborne I missed the turning into the car park, which we managed to find on the second time of circling the town. Sherborne is a pretty place and we soon found a pub for a meal. The place was quite empty and we found out why after we had to wait nearly two hours for a simple fish and chips - there just was no organisation in their kitchen.

Back on the bikes and it was a much shorter run back to base.
The evening entertainment was provided by Dave Stewart and his keyboard - and good he is - we had a great evening, for sure.
Thursday 17th
Thomas Hardy's Dorset run was on the schedule for today and after collecting all our route cards from the marquee - and looking at the higher than usual mileage we decided to take a few shortcuts. Setting off at 10pm we covered the first 34 miles to coffee in a mere 18 miles and arrived an hour early. It was nice not to be at the back for a change.

The pub,called the Royal Oak, is situated in the village of Milborne St Andrew. Some time back the pub was scheduled to close so the villagers bought it and now run it themselves. Back on the bikes and we headed north following the route card this time as it seemed the most direct route to the lunch stop. On the way Bruce persuaded us all to stop and have a look at Sturminster Newton Mill.

It was interesting and well worth a visit and on top of that we had a personal guided tour by the owner.

On towards the lunch stop at the Crown Inn, Marnhull, where they had arranged a special menu for just our run, with 'special' prices as well. With the weather being so hot we decided to head straight back to Bagwell Farm and to eat in the Victoria Inn that Jean and I had used a day or so before. The food was fine and affordable. We saw Bruce and Di off as they were racing their Morgan at Prescott on the weekend and they had things that needed to be done at home. The rest of us spent the evening in the marquee listening to a talk about the 'Real African Queen'. The film was based on a true story and it was very interesting to hear all the real facts.

Friday 18th

The last day of riding and the ride was a circumnavigation of the Isle of Purbeck. The morning coffee stop was at Lulworth. After a coffee we were off again and heading via the back roads to Swanage which was the lunch stop.

One of the local pubs was our choice of eating establishments - however, there was a need to keep an eye on the time as we had to leave Swanage by 2pm so as to get to Tyneham by 2.45pm.

Tyneham is known as "The village that died for England". The village and 7,500 acres of surrounding heathland in the Purbeck hills were comandeered just before Christmas 1943 by the War Office (now the MOD) for use as firing ranges for the troops. 252 people were displaced and were supposed to be allowed back after the war - but - thereby hangs the tail. Best to google Tyneham to learn all about the village - anyhow, Tyneham being situated in the middle of the army ranges, was to be opened up for us to visit. We had Lt Col Ken Davies as guide, and he told us all about the village and what the army were trying to do in maintaining what was left.

After an hours visit it was back on the road for the final ride back to Bagwell Farm and the evenings entertainment from a group called 'Vintage Echoes'. They were a group of four who all played guitars in a very professional manner - shades of the 'Shadows'.

Saturday morning was all the farewells and Jean and I headed home, with Rob following. Alan and Steph left just after us whilst Terry and Dilys stayed on for another day.

What a super week - the highlight being Rob starting his Velo - every time!! No pushing needed at all.