Saturday, September 01, 2018

It’s Moments Like This When

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Before I went to Scotland, 3 days before, the brake light warning came on. I knew it was the front ones that would need replacing as only the front ones are monitored. And so I ordered some replacements to put them on quick before doing a thousand odd miles. As it happens the courier took the said brake pads on a trip much much longer in time anyway than my trip. A new set where sent out this week and they have as such been changed. To my surprise though they weren’t worn out.

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I don’t know what brand these are and it doesn’t say, but if I knew I wouldn’t buy them again.

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You see they are not meant to look like this.

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This is bad.

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This is not good.

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Worrying.

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So glad they are off now.

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And its not that they have got too thin.

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Questionable

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erm about to break off?

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About to split up?

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About to give in?

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Shocking in this day and age. I would have been better off getting them from China.

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Well well.

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I give the cracks a poke and what a surprise

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oh dear

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Shudders. Although you will be please to know the new pads are in and she stops brilliantly.

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I take a walk into town. They have obviously found some spare council money.

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And spent it on replacing the hanging baskets. They look good.

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It definitely improve the look of the place.

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My mom, dad, and brother turn up. And we head for some lunch together.

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A simple but nice dinner.

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When really all I wanted was some red velvet and tea.

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It was worth it.

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While my parents disappeared home, me and my brother went for a drink. We had Canadian beer, brewed in Wolverhampton. Because that is where Wolverhampton is?

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In the blazing sun we walk home.

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We do some bike maintenance and put on a longer chain on my bike.

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So are we ready to test this out?

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My brother wanted to head into the Chase. But I knew somewhere we had not been before. And headed that way. Past the Tesco, through Hednesford Park, past the museum, and here we are.

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The trail begins

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Past burned out areas and ohh what is this. An old mining works?

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A little further on we come to a landmark

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We get closer.

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Ah Hednesford Hills Raceway

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So very peaceful.

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We head north from here.

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So high and such a good view.

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Where we head downwards, a track to

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a road.

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A long road.

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Past Cannock Chase Camping Site

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And hang a right onto Beafort Old Park

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Now I’ve never been here. The tracks though are good. As we whizz along I’m not actually sure where we are. We are stopped by a group of young hikers looking to to get to Castle Ring, they are in a tizz as they are doing some orientation group thing and have to be there by dark to not fail. But they don’t know where they are. They ask if we know the way to it. I see they have a map and ask if they know where they are? Which may seam pointless but wasn’t. They do not, but I ask if they know where they think they are. You see. I actually agree with their positioning, as that is where I though we were. I’d go that way I tell them and up they get from their bums and head off. What I forgot at the time was Castle Ring is an Old Roman Fort and built on the highest ground in the area, so as long as they were heading upwards they would be going in the right direction.

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Its moment like these that you ponder if you can read a map. The track comes to an end at a lake. Now that I was not expecting. My brother is now really panicking as it is getting dark quickly.

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I look at the map and now know where we are and shouldn’t be. Lucky the young hikers will still be heading in roughly the right direction.

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We fly from here to the road, from the road to Hednesford, from Hednesford through Chadmsore and from there

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to home.

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Ah exhausted and tired it is time for tea.

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The BBQ is lit.

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The fire is lit

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The beer is opened.

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This is how life should be Smile





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