I ride several hundred miles in the pouring rain to such events. In fact just to see friends.
In fact to go further I rode to Caerphilly from Halifax in the ****ing rain and freezing cold last year for a very special person. It was so bad that stupid cars in front were almost unseeable. The day after I rode back and once it had got very dark it was foggy oop Norf, and a certain Scottish hard lassie rode even further home after we left her on the Mway....
Bloddy stop moaning, its once a year folks, ya bunch of old jessies. If I weren't so fat and preggers I'd come down there and whoop all yer asses.
