Thanks to Jake and Simon for starting the ride at Horton with Mulled wine! It really got us in the Christmas spirit. The plan was to go to Polesden Lacey which most of us did but apparently National Trust properties don't open on Christmas eve day! Did you know that? Nor did I! According to Barbara however a member it's a well known fact. The moral of the story-always tell your wife where you are going (what you must be barmy) it may well save you a wasted journey. The on road group arrived before the off-road MTB group and some told the MTB lot not to come and go to Bockets which is what we all eventually did but it was packed with people including a big MTB group from Redhill.
Only problem was Garry had gone to get some Olives en route and arrived at Polesden on his own to find no one there. (Moral of the story always listen out for mobile phone in case wife is trying to contact you to save a wasted journey). I was looking forward to Garry sharing his Olives with us but alas the mean b.g..r only bought one and it was made of brass and for his hydraulic MTB brake hose.
Daveb & I returned via Corrodori only to find that the shop had closed at 12noon so business must be good but another wasted journey! Henceforth the twenty forth will be known as the "Day of Least Expectations and Achievement" though thoroughly enjoyable in good company and some funny hats!
Will try and add another photo though having downloaded Picasa 3.9 its even a worse nightmare than 3.3 became.
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