A good day was had by all. Most of us met at the Blue boy to test are stomachs against the belly buster and in most cases I think the belly buster won. The days line up was: Geoff Suzuki Heidi Suzuki Lyndon Buggy Mal 90 Marc 90 Andy 90 Stu Lightweigh (Andy's Mate) Niall TLC Jennie 90 Alex Suzuki Nick Diso Pete Suzuki Pete Rangie Adrian yellow bob'd Rangie. We arrived on site shortly after ten and quickly set about locking hubs and getting buggys off trailers etc. Geoff popped up and said the paint ballers where about to start near the tea hut run so we needed to get going to get the all import tea hut challenge done before being covered in paint. Down the hill from the car park and onto the tea hut run we go, or that is at least most of us did at the bottom of the hill 30 seconds into my off-roading day and ...you guessed it I'm stuck. (damn 31 inch tyres) Still a quick tug from Lyndon and off we go. After that I decided to forgo the joys of the tea hut run and took the easy route. Even then I miss judged the rut depth and had to bring the winch to bear to get out. Once on the other side we stopped to watch the attempts at the Heidi hole. I was shocked to my core to discover that Lyndon in the buggy was stuck. The vehicle we all envy for its go anywhere ability and its driver for his go anywhere attitude where not going anywhere quickly today. Battle had already decided it was going to have the last laugh. You could almost here the site thinking to itself I'll look dry and easy and then I'll get them all stuck. Not to be disheartened our intrepid band of adventures continued up to the first bomb hole with a quick stop over for Geoff to replace his prop(at least that's what it looked like he was doing, how he managed to do that I never found out. Perhaps if we ask nicely he'll tell us later) The first Bomb hole was as always good fun and Lyndon redeemed himself and the buggy by making it across the bottomless sludge hole in the middle of the first bomb hole (it did take a couple of attempts thought). The route to the second bomb hole became a game of finding a passable route. Thanks to Adrian and Lyndon for helping me on the way. Once there Marc showed us what a 90 can do by driving through a Heidi hole wantabe and Jenny showed us how not to do the same hole with a 90. Once again Lyndon showed us all how its supposed to be by making it across the bomb hole sludge covered bottom. The long mud run at the bottom of the site not far from the second bomb hole is where all the fun started again , because unless you where a Suzuki driver you became stuck. But it did give me plenty of practice at winching and of course its always nice to show off the joys of the plasma 12. Unfortunately for me this is where things started to go badly. In the very deep ruts on the way down and around the perimeter route I broke and ripped off all my wheel arches, tore out my rear light cluster and smacked in all the lower panels on the TLC (damn those 31 inch tyres). Apart from that I think most of us made it unscathed to the bog run and the biggest surprise of the day, no one was able to complete the bog run. Not even the Suzuki's. While making the run up the hill after the bog run Pete and the rangie while stuck in hole relised that he had lost at least part of his electrics including the fan. As I wasn't there myself I'll have to let someone who was fill you in, but I can tell you that I didn't see any of them again for a long time. The route back to the car park was mostly uneventful, thanks again to Adrian and I think Andy in the blue 90 for help along the way. Once in the car park some continued to play for a while, some worked on there repairs and some washed the lights etc. Just as it came time to go Jenny crackled over the CB 'does anyone still have theirs ropes on'. In sight of the car park looking as if she had parked the 90 there on purpose she had managed to get stuck. A quick tug and she was free, but not before Marc and Paul had managed to get there verbal digs in. I think theres a bit of being stuck history going on there that I'm not aware of, all good natured of course. Pete and I started to make are way back to Reading on the M25 with me doing all the indicating for both of us, but more importantly we hope without over heating. The ones that didn't leave straight away made the usual stop at the pub to lament the loss of vehicle bits and panels never to straight again. It was great, I can't wait for next time. When is that geoff ?