A delightful village in the Wolds didn't really deserve an onslaught of Russian bikers........'But we were bored!'.....

The 'Green Man Inn' is an excellent little pub which fed and watered the thirty or so bikes which turned up over the weekend. On Saturday a run out was organised to the local aircraft museum to see the Lancaster of legend

one of our poorer efforts in international diplomacy is highlighted by Amber P

 Later in the day, we amused ourselves in inimitable URA fashion ( too many examples to quote) here we see Suzi thrusting her hands in her pockets to keep them off Kev "I'm too damn sexy for my Ural" and his leather pants. While Chris Smith throws up his Tikka Massala into Charles Hancock's outfit

 At least he checked to make sure no one was it it at the time.......

 Saturday night gave us an opportunity to indulge in a few pints and cover the ground on modifications, other rallies and general nonsense, the shrubbery formerly known as ChrisRR overindulged (Baby Bio......again...) paying for it in the morning with a greenfly infestation......well, you had to be there.....

Patrick then demonstrated how to empty a car park full of hung-over bikers in under five minutes.......

A personal best record....We were so impressed, He must have been practising....

 As the sun rose and the wind keened, Sunday morning saw people packing, having a last coffee and saying good bye to an excellent rally.....we will be there next year.......