Date: Tuesday 20th April 2010
Riders - Stephen, Keith, Greg , Paddy, Paul, Rob, James, Nick, Martyn, Alan & Steve.
Departed W.P. 1935hrs
Arrived HQ 2130hrs !
Weather - Fine & Dry

Record Turn Out

With the rain and snow gone the sun had slowly started to cast longer shadows each day and with return of sunlight in the evening a record number of hunters gathered at WP to go forth in search of the elusive prize of Potatoe Articulus and Carcer Ale. Some had tales of enforced hibernation over the rainy season and there was much discussion of the latest mounts and for some even the garish headwear they chose to wear on the hunt.

The foray started gently with them timidly exploring the plains of ‘Pound and Long Ash’, all the time wary of the nocturnal predatory species of male known as Tabernus Casa. Led by Stephen and Greg the pack descended the steep banks of the valley into the safety of the foliage and on down to eventually arrive at a crossing point on the river.

Here they crossed safely and followed the river towards the sea and the place known as the ‘meeting of the waters’. Here Rob's mount threw it’s chain, assisted by James repairs were attempted, not daring to waste a moment in their pursuit the rest of the pack continued leaving them to their fate.

Onwards and up to the plain known as ‘West moor’, here the search was again fruitless and again they headed to the security of the valley and were reunited with the others, once again at ‘the meeting of the waters’. From here they were tested to their limits of endurance as they climbed ‘Bastard Tumulosus’, a long established ‘right of passage’.

Once reunited at the top the leaders again took the pack back down to yet another crossing point on the great river and this time headed upstream, surely their efforts would prove fruitful this time. At the end of the wooden trail, after yet another river crossing Rob decided he had had enough and led them up a zig zag path to the track once used by the fire breathing iron monsters.

Here the scent was gained and they took off getting faster and faster until they finally closed on their quarry at a place known as ‘HQ’. Here they were replete with the halcyon memories of the hunt and the feast of Potatoe Articuls and Carcer Ale. They were amazed by Colin and Julian who through wisdom and cunning were able to also join the feast without enduring the exertions of the others having simply come directly from WP.

Reporter: Steve

President's Footnote: A record attendance brought a record ride bar tab, £101.90!! There was one incident that should be recorded. As I don't want to lumber the tax payer with anymore surgery on me for as long as possible, I was quietly decending the grass track to Greg's Leap 2 when, in true character, a Leeds United fan tried to barge me into the undergrowth!! It should never be forgotten what the G stands for in GOWCC!!!!!

Has a finer bunch of gentlemen ever assembled before in Willowby Park?!!