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Saturday 6th Nov 2010 23:37:29
Simon's stag do. GAS! GAS! GAS! GAS!
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This is confusing. See, the clock on my camera was two hours out for all these pictures. So, those first three pictures were apparently taken around one o'clock in the morning today. In truth, it was actually more like 11pm the previous night . . . hence the fireworks and sparklers. But whatever . . . after breakfast at the YHA, we gathered outside for a brief kinda run-down by the organisers of the plan for today. Somehow, I arrived halfway through this and perhaps missed something important . . . I dunno. Anyway . . . me, Mark, Mick and Stuart were in the middle vehicle (car no. 2), whilst Nick (one of the organisers) was in the front vehicle (car no. 1) and Adam (another organiser) accompanying the remainder of the group in the rear vehicle (car no. 3). We were linked by walkie talkies, so I didn't need mine after all. We had the Mitsubishi and the other two were Land Rovers of some description. And so we took turns, driving these crazy vehicles along paths that really didn't seem navigable (?!) by vehicles, but we just trusted the instructors and got on with it. So where were we? I remember Hawkshead, Outgate and emerging by the Grizedale visitor centre, then somewhere around Coniston, Elterwater, blah, blah, blah. We had lunch at a pub near Coniston. The exact route was confusing as these weren't the kind of trails/roads I was familiar with. But hey . . . it was all good stuff. Although sitting in the back of one of these vehicles, hungover, rocking about all over the place, doesn't half make you aware of your stomach and its contents.

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