This drive had
all the makings of a potential disaster. Mark Jones had planned a route based
upon last year's charity drive but was unable to lead the run due to work
commitments.
I stepped in as a
late replacement but due to other commitments only had the opportunity to recce
the run in the dark - not something I would recommend. In the week leading up
to the drive several of the regulars dropped out and I had visions of turning
up to the start point to find we were the only car.
The morning of the run and we headed to Cardiff Gate Services with the roof down, grateful that we had some dry weather. There was an impressive display of machinery at the Services including 3 Jaguar E-Types as the South Wales Classic Car Club had chosen to meet at the same venue. The really good news was that there were 8 MX-5's although one was part of the classic car group and not our group.
We headed towards
Penhow Castle, picking up Les on route and then on towards Monmouth via the
A466 through Tintern. The autumnal colours of the leaves was certainly
impressive although as lead car I had to concentrate on the road rather than
looking at the trees.
After a very quick
stop in Monmouth we headed to Pembridge Castle. The front runners had to stop
to allow three young deer to cross the road, a sight you do not often see in South
Wales. The road past Pembridge Castle was rather narrow so we decided not to
stop and headed on to castle number three at Skenfrith. Some of the more
foolish of us decided to walk around the castle while others more sensibly
retired to the pub for coffee.
The lunch
probably should pass without mention as the beef was very pink and the food
somewhat overpriced. Suitably refreshed we headed towards Grosmont Castle although
in my eagerness I overshot the turning and just managed to reverse up before
the second car reached us. We had a brief walk round Grosmont Castle and there
then followed a vote as a result of which we decided to bypass castle number 5,
White Castle, so we headed towards the finishing point in Abergavenny where the
usual Sunday crowd of motorcycles had gathered.
Abergavenny saw us consuming a quick cup of coffee, saying goodbye and heading off in various directions until the next time.
Mark Spashett