What a great day to have been out on a bike today. Left home around 07:15, heated gloves cranked up to level 3, and after a quick petrol stop, gunned the old Trumpet over to Epsom Downs for the Pioneer Run, meeting up with 2 pals on the way.
The first bikes were away at 8am. Sammy Miller looked as sprightly as ever. Henry Cole and his sidekick were also there, enjoying the occasion. Watched most of the entrants leave, then whizzed off to The Chalet for a quick coffee and a chat, the carpark was heaving. God knows how long people waited for their food order, the wait is bad enough on normal Sundays.
Back on the bikes and over the South Downs, along Brighton seafront, and up to our favourite caff overlooking the marina.
With bellies full, we headed west to Bognor to drop in on a pal for a chinwag. By now the traffic had really died down, so plenty of high jinx were the order of the late afternoon/evening, rolling on to the drive just over twelve hours after leaving. It'll be MOT time for the ST this week, hopefully she'll get a clean bill of health ready for her 25th birthday.