Wild and wet (From Bradford Telegraph and Argus)

Wild and wet

12:02pm Thursday 10th July 2008

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There was almost a wavering by the the biker boys as the rain torrented down in The Dales… should we or shouldn’t we get soaked for a ride?

Having gone all the way there, it seemed churlish to cut and run straight to the pub, so off we set, braced for getting thoroughly sodden.

And we weren’t too disappointed in the downpour that followed us across the hills.

Not pausing for the usual occasional breather at gates, the posse ploughed on, shoes getting steadily weightier and water-resistant socks giving up the unequal struggle fairly early on.

But at least it was warm, if a little squelchy.

Then, when a fellow biker’s seat post snapped off putting him in some danger of a bit of pain, there was a barely-concealed delight by one and all at the prospect of having to cut the ride a bit short! Just to finish off, though, and make the shoes thoroughly water-logged, we couldn’t resist a final flourish of ploughing through a swollen ford at a rushing river.

Marvellous.

A couple of pints, a few sarnies and chips later, another thoroughly entertaining night was in the bag. Along with some very wet gear.