I couldn't get to sleep after nightshift.
This never happens to me. Usually its home and straight to bed, asleep in no time. I think I kept HB awake with all my tossing and turning, I was rolling about a fair bit too. (chortle)
At about half six I was still wide awake. I didn't even feel tired.
I decided to give falling asleep one last go, I had a pee, climbed back into bed, my head hit the pillow,
Neighbours house alarm went off.
I went oot for a wee look.
|Note the raised beds and greenhouse platform. Fux ake.|
Aye, there's no chance of getting to sleep now. Only one thing for it......
The C90 had barely had tome to cool down after the run home from work before I ripped it back oot the shed. Grabbed my camera, downed a berocca then I was away.
I set off into the hills. The sun was shining and the roads were pretty much empty. The C90 was running well despite having a fair amount of two stroke in the fuel that I got of my Dad. I must have been a bit tireder than I thought because I started to think that this C90 run might be a dream, then I remembered the pic I took in the end of my drive. I thought when I reviewed the picture on the camera I was wearing a blue t shirt, but now I was wearing a grey one. What if I'm dead or a ghost or something?? Am I in Inception??
I quickly decided to forget about this fuckwitery and concentrate on the road.
|Berocca makes your piss glow.|
The next part of the trail was pretty steep, you can't really see it in the pictures, but its a pretty daunting sight when you only have around 5 BHP to play with. The 90 was down to first most of the way up the hill and screaming its head off/
|The track winding away is pretty steep.|
|Here's a pic from a previous trip looking back down the hill.|
After scaling the dakar esq climb, its onwards and upwards to the Lammer Law summit.
|Me at 7.20am this morning.|
|Cairn at the top.|
|Track from Lammer Law to a farmer's field. Doh!|
|Bacon and egg and bacon and onion. Fat bastard!|
I gave Brian a bath in front of the stove.
Then fell asleep.