We had a fabulous time, right from the first lane which started with a river crossing, we didn't drive a sigle lane where the terrain was considered mundane. Every lane had a twist in the tail so to speak, that could be massive undulations, side slopes in a gully that makes Discos lean over so far that their upper extremes (gutters, window frames, glass) need to rub/scrub along the mud backs, tight chicanes through trees, wet muddy ruts, water splashes through large puddles on hard bottom tracks, rock steps, steep ascents and descents, all this together with absolutely fantastic panoramic scenery.
I suppose the icing on the cake or green eyed god of envy, on one particular lane having dealt with muddy ruts, a very steep sharp ascent that needed 2nd low box, then traversing a narrow track with a near vertical drop off on the nearside, we come across a stone cottage with a sizeable workshop/garage that was all tucked nicely into the hillside with awsome views down a spctacular valley, chickens in the yard scratching about in the sunshine, you get the picture. Anyway, a fella appears munching on a sandwich, very short hair, thick gold earing etc. He asks where we are from and if I'm a memeber of any of the Fronty forum, yes I replied why, to which he announced that he was also on here but not of late. This was a man who's posts I'd read and conversed with on occassion but never met, this was "Post finder". We nattered awhile then with the shaking of hands a smile and cheery wave we were on our way.
Just remains to say that Post Finder is living the dream, fantastic countryside, nice home, has to use a green lane to get to and from his house, in the heart of laning country, snowed in for weeks in the winter. Wishing him good health and happiness, we expect to go back and see him in the spring.
Regards
Stuart
