sunday dawed wet as ever, but after i eventually woke late to find everybody packed and ready to go, and not one of them thought to wake me thoughfull lot they are, we head off to a series of lanes round coed y brenig forest before heading southwards again, sadlly we had to lose hanibal due to work commitments, not a bad idea as i dont think we would have got his roof tent down the next lane without series chainsaw work, some more short lanes followed before low and behold we all get stuck in the same patch of mud, we spent more time laughing than extracting ourselves, and wanagetmuddy couldnt even stay upright on his feet to give the order to pull, but we were soon on our way just a bit gruby, rhyader and a few small lanes finished off the day before everbody had to head for there native lands around seven in the evening, to which i found myself alone to carry on, bit sad to have had everybody leave but happy at heart they had all been there...

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