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Memories such as Shaun Gay snatching a burger out of Simon Hollands hand that he had made for me, unknowingly Simon had substituted the meat in the burger for dried cow shit!Cheers Shaun, you unwittingly saved me in your greed!
Mark(y) Wilsons girlfriend riding his Lambretta into the river, when we reached them Marky was in the river trying to hold it up and you still couldnt see the headset. Getting my mini and a length of rope to tow it out.
Having a race around the field in the middle of the night with the Hereford gang, and Simons Lambretta falling apart.
The farmer who kept his animals on the common arriving with the police in the morning.
On the way to Club Meeting
I was heading through Weobley on my way to the Tues meeting at the Greyhound in Leominster, it wasnt my usual route but I thought I'd go that way for a change.On the main road ahead I noticed someone stood at the side of the road with their car parked further along. As I neared the person to my surprise he threw a rabbit across the road in front of me.
(I worked out later than he had run over it but hadnt quite killed it so he thought he would chuck it in the road for me to run over).
Startled to say the least, I pulled over and shouted what the fcuk he thought he was doing after dodging to avoid the rabbit which would have probably knocked me off.He then started to walk towards me so I fcuked off sharpish.
Exmouth Scooter Run
Mark Wilson,Allan Gough and myself were looking for somewhere to sleep the night when we found a bus depot. On trying the doors to the buses we found one unlocked.
Sleeping on the back seats was quite comfy, until we were awaken by the sound of the engine starting in the morning.
We sheepishly walked down the aisle to the door, to the surprise of the passengers near the front and got off.
Darryl Maund at the same Run had managed to find a large Mansion house which was in the process of being renovated. Darryl spent the night in a four poster bed, woken by the sound of a workmans radio in the morning he slipped out quietly
On the way to Clacton, Shane , Gaynor ,Mark and Karen were chased by some casuals somewhere around Colchester. The casuals were throwing potatoes at them from their car,until one of them pannicked after dropping something from their car..........his false teeth.
In Torquay in 1984 Mark Wilson managed to fall off his scooter while riding it a cross a field, snapping his handlebars. They were repaired with some tape and a stick, which managed to get it back to Leominster
On the way to Exmouth, the club decided to stop at the services at the Severn Bridge. Mark(y) Wilson in an act of brovado decided that they should ride up the one way...the wrong way and with no helmets. Unfortunately about 10yrds into this wanton act of a rebel without a care, he was stopped by the police.
Riding up Raddle Bank (1:3) Marky Wilson had so little power in his scoot that he got off it and walked it up the hill in first gear
Marky wilson also hold sthe championship of the least furthest travelled on a scooter run. Namely the level crossing on the outskirts of Leominster on the way to Rhyl, I remeber this well as I had a passenger the rest of the way where the term of "back seat driver must have been coined"!
In the back up van on the way to Morecombe, driving along the motorway, motorists may have been a little bemused to see the sliding door open and seeing Allan Duncalfe taking a leek, being held from dropping out of the van by Mark Wilson holding on to his jumper.
In the same van were a young and impressionable duo of John Jones and Gary Pearson, who on being told that the van would go faster if they ducked down.......willingly did so!
Its 1986, its a Good Friday and theres a scooter Run to Morecombe. Shane Juson is outside cleaning his scooter when a couple of scooterists ride by.Caught by the fever he immediately decides to ride to Morecombe, when he arrived there were only a few people on site so he stayed for about 10 mins. before turning back and riding home.
Its Redcar 1986 and Shane Juson and patrck Pearson decide to attend.They left on saturday at about 3pm, and travelled up via Preston. It was sunday afternoon before they reached scotch corner (approx.13 miles from Redcar) when they decide to turn back.
Shane broke down in thursk and left his scooter at a nearby house. Two up Patrick broke down in Burton-on -Trent and left it also at a nearby house.
As it was October and they had no waterproofs they had to but plastic bags and where them for the journey, the prevoius night was spent sleeping under a lorry trailer parked in a layby, a telephone box and underneath a hand drier in a public toilets.
They started hitching back from burton and were lucky enough to be picked up by a hippy who was travelling all the way to Tenbury Wells not far from Leominster. A few weeks later both scooters had been collected.
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