Well, what can i say. i turned up on a sunday afternon at Minchinhampton to be greeted by lots of members on various bikes. the sun was shining and after Stan eventually finding us we started off on the hunt. I can honestly say that after 2 hours and several rounds of what can only be described by people wandering around these small villages as wacky races. Bikes were going in all directions and at times all in the same village looking for the church.

a medal should go to Paul Powell who we decided must have pushed his bike around more than rode it and had a tardis type pocket with hundreds of spark plugs in it which were fitted and discarded quicker than Stans pint at the end of the event