Royal Wootton Bassett

Hubby wearing his biker waist coat

only worn on fundraising days

 We are on an airfield just outside

Royal Wootton Bassett

 As you can see, there are a few of us

 We have all paid £10 each to be here

and many have come a long way,

for us it was over 100 miles

Raising money for Military charities, each year in May the bikes meet on the old air field and are sent off in groups of 1000, to ride the route taken by our fallen hero's when they were returned back to UK. The military now use a different airfield, so this ride is in respect of all those lost in recent wars around the world.
The local town of Wootton Bassett was given the title of Royal Wootton Bassett. People would gather to pay respect to the hearse when they passed, now they gather and clap and cheer, loads of waving, and everyone had a camera. The route went through small villages and on to Royal Wootton Bassett, every where young and old they waved and held their flags.
The day has been dry but cold, I was glad to get home, I am not keen being on the motorways on the bike, I prefer local roads and a slower pace. I am glad I made the trip, it's an interesting ride.
Plans for tonight are to stay warm and stitch.