Just got back from a very good turnout, considering what the weather was threatening prior. Us' Southerners were very fortunate on the way to the Super Sausage Cafe, rain held off, and thanks again to Martyn for a cracking route to the meet. Coming home we weren't so fortunate, and at one point the M1 resembled a scene from the film Perfect Storm, but we got through it safe and sound. Food was very good, and quite rightly the cafe was very busy as a result.
Lovely to meet the ugly bunch, and i can't say that the name is really deserved, but the boys seem happy with it.

No photos from me personally but there were plenty of others snapping away, so there'll be some eye candy later on, i'm sure.
