Combined the 2 stories, as roughly the same directions.
This is Thursday. First in trouble was Sam. He who now lives in the middle of nowhere was a no-show (not for the first time), in a week.
A very brave clegg got him, so he couldn’t ride his bike. He assures me his bum is alright, but u never know, & I’m not about to investigate
At about the same time, the bold Ron Gow messed up his departure from Dalmellington Road Lay-by near Ayr, and Johnny advises he’s not been seen since. Rumours of him being lost in a cave in Thailand, I’m sure are exaggerated.
The rest of the story is a bit boring because your writer was missing. All I’ve heard since is about eating & eating & sweating- so I’ll divert to Sundays Run.
Much better. Met at ASDA B’riggs, so no farting about in pissy roads near East Kilbride, Hamilton, M’well etc as at the last attempt. Had brekkers at Gouldings in the Clyde Valley without losing anyone (as in MY day)
Johnny led thereafter without losing anyone- a great run at “modest speeds” via Abington, Dalveen Pass (by passed Thornhill), to Moniaive. Pub was shut, so off to New Galloway to The Smiddy.
A good place to lunch (mind well past 3 O’Clock by the time we finished). One (me) left to go home, the rest went via Newton Stewart, where 3 dived off home. The hardy annuals headed for the isle of Whithorn,
Regarding the name of the pub- as far as I’m concerned it’s well past it;s sell-by date
Port William (for eats) & via Stranraer to home. ETA 9.45pm. Grumpy, who is about to reach his 80th Birthday, managed 280 miles. One knackered stupid super-hero, ya Bass!