test valley charity custom hotrod and bike show
Ah Autumn and the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness , or in the case of the
Test valley
charity custom Hot rod and bike show (one of longest event titles I know) decidedly
changeable, which is a shame after such a glorious summer.
On a weekend where many of my favourite events clashed, I decided to go west to the
Savages MC Test valley charity custom Hot rod and bike show which I haven’t been
for a few
years. Since the closure of the Bell pub which gave the event a wonderful Narnia
effect , the
show has now settled in its new home of the Weyhill Market just along the road. The
site is
used for car boot sales and its odd seeing a mock up of Mr Beans Car and an only
fools
reliant crashing through a wall.
The village fete feel of the previous venue is still there, with lots of children
and dogs, there
were all sorts of stalls, including a shooting gallery in a tent, with one gun which
could fire
100s of ball bearings a seconds the kids loved it. Oh and despite the weather changing
from
bright sunshine to grey there was an ice cream van, which of course I inspected its
wares.
In the car and bike show there were a lot of modern hot hatches in the car show some
which had obviously had a lot of money spent on them. While not many custom bikes
there
were lots of well used club bikes. And these clubs were from far and wide including
Birmingham and Sussex which is a goodly ride for both. I do have a soft spot for
Yamaha V
twins and a nice pair drew my attention.
Sadly, some of the bands had pulled out, but a couple of solo singers braved the
wind on the
trailer stage to entertain. I also heard two other clubs also had events on the same
weekend
which may have reduced numbers. Though it was still a good turnout.
It was nice to find a reasonable amount of seating too, and on finding a seat under
a gazebo
I enjoyed the first singer and a well-priced cup of tea while I watched the fun of
lots of
bikers try and hold down the other gazebo. Eventually they had to give up and dismantle
it
before one of them was blown into the next county. The huge bar tent was steadily
filling
too in a game of human sardines.
As the rain came down more, I was drawn away from my spot to gaze adoringly on a
pretty
XS chop. It was then the heavens fully opened and I was thankful of spike and Razor
Blade
badges for shelter. The wet grass, chalk and clay also made walking fun for me.
I have to confess that not long after this for my own safety I headed off home, it
had been a
great day but sadly I don’t know any winners, and there were some cool trophies too.
Well
done to the Savages MC on putting on a great event against natures odd.
