4th Dome Rally Parys

What a Jol!!!

We actually managed to get there quite early around 11ish after we stoped at Wimpy for breakfast by the Grasmere toll gate.

As soon as we got there the camp went up quite quickly and then the wheels already started to buckle... especially after the girls discovered some shooter called "Yamaha" at the bar...

Steph and Amy decided to join in the fun and arrived early afternoon.

From there the usual explorations happened, witch usually consist of looting the stalls, discovering where we can get ice and wood and determining the shortest route to the and from the bar and bathrooms.

Estelle decided that Noddy earned her swastika, and bought her a badge to wear for the weekend.

Later the afternoon we where welcomed by some rain and wind, so we decided to inspect the beer tent and stage a bit more where we were entertained by some stripper that just sang the whole time and never took her clothes of!!! Very puzzling I tell you :-P

Sometime during the night Mike managed to give money to some oke, without receiving his bunny chow...  Still don't know all the ins and out of that, but I'm sure only Mike is capable of doing something like that.

To be honest, by now, none of use where really capable of really paying any attention anymore, so one by one the crowd decided to hit the sack to recharge for another hard day the following day.
Saturday morning we all woke up to a nice cup of coffee thanks to Tentpeg whom decided it was time to test out Mike's little gas stove thingy...

Just as we all started to only see one crack of dawn, witch is not a pretty site at this motorcycle rally, Gavin decided it was time pitch and started handing out beers... and as we all know... once you stop, you just can't stop!!!

We then eventually decided to take a walk to a little bar / restaurant / cafe where we spend the rest of the morning / early afternoon, just having a couple of bevies and talking the usual rally nonsense.

Gavin actually ordered and some sheep poephol and eyes to eat and actually paid for it.

On our way back to the campsite we made another pit stop or two while witnessing the usual rally afternoon entertainment where everybody's bike can rev louder that the other one and where the rubber on your tire becomes free...
Buy the time we got back to camp, alcohol supplies where running low, and so where cash thanks to those Yamaha shooters, so Rene, Dirk and Noddy decided to take the Ami-van and go replenish stock in town, However the poor girls where having such a lekker jol that poor old Dirk had to drive them with his broken foot...

Gavin put his foot in it by calling Noddy the L word after she decided to take some pictures, and thanks to that Gav just got a little taste of the little German... to the point where he actually begged for forgiveness and offered his bike for her to ride...

Later that evening we went back to the little café for supper and then made a little fire at camp.
Noddy and Amy disappeared to go watch Bob the builder, Dirk took a bit of strain with his foot / swine flu, so he decided to turn in and… as usual... Steph made more best friends with some dodgy by passer, Gavin also gave some strip show in a g-string that Stella got at the rally... thankfully I was well on my way by now so the memories of that seems to be a bit blurred.

My next memory is where Steph and I went back to the stage where there was some singer that didn't sing but just took her clothes off...

After our booze, money and energy ran out again, it was time to call it a night.

Sunday morning, Gavin got up early and went home (So much for letting noddy ride his bike :-) )
The rest of us then proceeded to pack up camp and head for home...
All in all, one GREAT rally... thanks to all whom joined in for a stunning jol...

I'm in for next year... who's with me?

Be sure to checkout the pics on the gallery...

Event Comments

	You missed out Steph puking in my takkies!
	Amy (18 May 2009 )