Outside the pub used in the gruesome film Hunter.
300 kms later and nearly there!
Star of the show.
Tam didn't quite make it. Poor Duke.
Yams finger lived in a glass of ice all weekend. The once back to civilization surgery sorted the 3 fractures, snapped tendon and dislocation.
Gordon dam.
Bothwell and on our way home. Crash and water ski wounded await lifts home.
35 degrees F we are over it! The next 50 kms were hideous winds chilling rain leaving the lowest possible visibility for the tightest most tricky twisties!
But we could still smile!
A regal bike presented with elegance
