We enjoyed two top nights of tent-based, hot rockin, hot rod, motorcycle mayhem at the Hayride. Friends old and new, and possibly imagined, were there.
The two CDs that Guy brought with him provided the alfresco entertainment.
Matt and Andy couldn't resist a singalong to 'Pistol Boogie' - rock it!
Angelo was suitably impressed.
The editor of the foremost motorcycle magazine in the world makes brumm, brumm noises.
And Zip can't believe his standard Brum chat up line hasn't worked. Roll on next year.








If there was a Wall of Death as well as more tasty tattoos per ft square than San Quentin I will be truly miffed that I missed...
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