Making a deposit

Mountain biking up in the Cairngorms.

A couple of minor setbacks - Cap'n Redbeard was delayed overnight by some Sam-passport trouble; then my car decided it was a bit confused when the rear windscreen wiper hit the bike rack and stuck the electrics in no-go mode.

...Three hours later the AA man persuaded the car that everything was ok by tickling it and whispering that everything would be alright.

We arrived at the campsite too late to go biking and so we pitched the tent and opened a well-needed beer.

After getting the barbie started, it dawned on us that our tent location choice was a bit rushed. We gradually realised that what we thought was a water point, was actually the poo deposit point for the happy caravaners.

Apparently it is the man caravaner's job to empty the jobbie tank each evening at around barbeque time.

We were treated to a display of tank emptying just as we grilled up some burgers and chops. Luckily the wind direction and several anti-sensory beers and wines prevented any funny aftertaste.