We've just got back from doing 1300 miles in Scotland, bloody windy in the Cairngorms and very wet over Glencoe, bloody good though.
I was in Hawes on Sunday, sat on the bike waiting for SWMBO to finish chatting

, and two old (even older than me!!!) blokes were stood alongside me picking imaginary faults with the bike as if I wasn't there

"I've read that ...." etc. I had to tell them to p*** off and try the real world.
[ This message was edited by: RedMick on 2005-08-08 13:08 ]