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
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.
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
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!
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
Never again - the fish batter was soggy and the mushy peas
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
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.
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.
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
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
years ago and Bonny now spends his time regaling tales of what the
group got up to.
This days run was titled 'North into the beautiful Blackmoor
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
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.
evening entertainment was provided by Dave Stewart and his keyboard -
and good he is - we had a great evening, for sure.
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.
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.
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
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.
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.