Somersaulting Paul

April 17, 2024

Somersaulting Paul

I wish I'd caught Paul's somersault over the bars on camera, but I was too busy splashing through tank tracks!

Paul, Paul (not a typo), Ken and I had come to Wiltshire to dust off the bikes. Paul M has had little experience on the trails and I helpfully demonstrated how not do it correctly. Below: crabbing along the tracks. At least it wasn't dirty.

Wiltshire has a surprising array of open Green Lanes. Many of them passing through the Army training ground. The Army we're actually training earlier in the morning so we kept a respectful distance.

Below: an actual Green pint of ale, called Spring Greens. Coloured by hops apparently.

Wilshire is also home to Stone Henge. There's a huge green lane that runs along the side of the monument. At the time it was packed with Hippies camping in busses and tents. A chilled bunch of people.

Below: the tank tracks running through the Army training grounds. A good place to be like Peppa Pig.

It was in the tank tracks that Paul M left the Army and joined Airforce. Thankfully he was unscathed upon landing. (Well done mate)

A couple of shots of somersaulting Paul in the aptly coloured, black and blue, coat.

A little ford that was surprisingly deep. We'd all bottled it and used the bridge instead, but parked like we'd crossed the water. We waited for Paul M to come into view, but he didn't fall for the rouse and attempt the water crossing.

A green lane right next to the golf course and it's still open!? I assume the bikers are showing restraint or the golfers are extremely relaxed. Either way, much respect. I loved Wiltshire and will return, highly recommended.

Our home for the night and the barmaid from Belarus, who quite liked Paul B. She brought us free shots!

Below: later that same weekend I rode up to the Peaks to meet Sarah. I managed 600 miles on the DR, Sarah managed to look like she could ride in the photo below.