Adrenalin.

After a bit of deliberating I ended up in Anglesey last night for beer, a bbq and all things bikes. A night on an airbed in the back of our transport for the weekend didn't help, and neither did the fact that the bung for that airbed was missing! But at first light it was time to get the engine roaring.

I was just his 'pitbitch' for the day as he put it, but enjoyed myself nonetheless. I was a little worried as he went out for the session after lunch given the pair of us had just changed both wheels with no mechanical knowledge between us!

And then it was home to get some adrenalin of my own pumping. My world is turly becoming a bizarre place to be at the moment.