The Open Road calls and we will answer in 2 weeks

The last few weeks as you will know 

we have been busy getting our new Horsebox up and ready ,it is of for the MOT tomorrow so then it is just a wee bit of Road tax and it is all done.

So soon we will be hitting the open road and where we go is in the lap of the Gods even after all these years i get a wee bit nervous when we head of but i guess that is part of the fun not knowing and it soon passes as the road rolls bye 

I guess it is good to take risks and over the years myself and Mel have took many 

often parked up at a wonderful places pulling in £2,000 a month only to head of and be living on beans and toast for a while 

In the past we have walked away from everything we had many times to go and help someone  or other we both dont believe in possessions it is a powerful feeling to just walk away and watch the vultures picking at the abandoned gear 

i remeber once i met a young couple at a festival she was close to giving birth and the caravan they had was totally Knackered so i gave them mine and stayed in my truck for a few weeks till i got sorted good feeling

So in the next 2 weeks we will put ourselves out there and see were we end up only the gods know. for the next part of this wonderful trip called life 

In the past family and people we thought were friends would say things like you cant keep running as if we are running away from things WRONG we are running but running to life and what is coming love it

Over the many years of being on the road we have learned that true security comes from within not from some insurance company 

as an example of what i am talking about a wee story comes to mind 

The A-frame 

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We were travelling down the A1 and everything was running smooth we had travelled 200 miles that day (down from inverness)in our the leyland truck and had a really beautiful trip ,we decided to head into berwick and see if we could get something to eat . we were just entering berwick when we both noticed in the wing mirror the caravan had decided to turn RIGHT as we were going LEFT the noise was horrendous as the caravan scrapped along the road and then came to a stop resting against the kerb we looked at each another then jumped out of the tuck and headed to the back to see what had happened.It took a second or two before i realised that the a frame had copletely snapped we looked at each another and just started to laugh .

i pulled the caravan so it was in line with the truck and we went back to the cab to have a fag... 
After about fifteen minutes i got back out and with the help of the chains and some rope managed to bodge it so the caravan was attached to the truck at least again

then we headed of into berwick at 5 miles an hour and my wee orange whirley light going (cool dude) 
we crept through the town then i noticed a sign for the local industrial estate and headed towards it when i pulled up at a roundabout i saw two coppers sitting in their car staring at us and thought here we go pulled over explain explain 

but no they let us go on probably to much paper work i guess anyway i found the industrial estate with outstanding views out onto the north see

and came to a halt well out the way

i pulled on the hand brake and felt relieved to have got us of the road and found somewhere we could decide what to do. 
Mel said she would sort a brew out and opened the door which was wipped from her hand the wind was roaring straight in from the sea and cold and i mean bloody cold we struggled to get to the caravan and mel made us both a brew and got the motley crew fed. 
I had been thinking what to do the Leyland was a flat bed but i had no ramps etc and it was 5 ft of the ground i decided to have a scrounge about and see if i could make some temporary ramps

after an hour wandering about looking in skips i managed to find some wood etc and set to building a set of ramps i had no whinch all i had was a set of whinch straps the type used to hold loads down on trucks . 
2hours later i was ready to start pulling the caravan up the ramps 2 inches at a time then chock the wheels and undo the straps then start again slowly the caravan started to move up the ramps then i turned round and mel was standing there with a fag asking if i was ok i guessed i grunted fine babe you get back into the cab the temperature had dropped well away and the ice was forming on my beard so mel got into the cab and crawled into the sleeping bag 

i smoked the fag then carried on after another 1 or 2 hours the caravan was on the top of the ramps centimeters from resting on the bed of the truck when the wind got up and started to swing the caravan and it slipped of the home made ramps and CRASHED back to the road..god god god .. 
I looked up the side of the truck and i could see mel struggling like hell trying to get out of the sleeping bag(she looked like a wee buttrerfly emerging from its slumber or maybe the cold was getting to me) 
I just started laughing so much and she eventually came running up to me and asked if i was ok i said i was fine but when she seen the caravan had fallen of the ramps onto the road she started crying

i held her and said it is ok babe and asked her to get me a fag and then set to getting the caravan onto the truck this time i got it smoothly and it seem quicker onto the flat bed and tied it firmly to the bed of the truck i was just about to jump down when the two coppers i had seen earlier pulled up and asked there ususal questions i realised they thought i was stealing it i was in mood for their bollocks and just said if i was going to steal a caravan it wouldn't be this pile of shite and they headed of. 
I checked the ropes and jumped into the cab and started it up after a about 1/2 hr it started to warm up and we headed of to find the food we had originally came to town for ....

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