Plymouth Weekend with Hywell and Wayne

Travelling has been fun in the last month or two chilling out and riding with my old friends after working hard all week long wich is great for me these days because after everything I feel I have been through since last year it is great to have a job giving me an income I can count on. Life is good. 

Myself and Hywell...

So we leave earlyish after some breaky and some fussing about and originally we had planned to head down toward Taunton but mad the decision not to go in the end and hit Plymouth straight up and be done with the motor way travelling as soon as we could. 

A couple of hours later having seen some crazy cars, sang some stupid songs as well as wearing plastic shades and we are in Plymouth right outside of Wayne's dorms were he actually walked out of pretty much half naked and looking like he had been partying for a constant week!This is what we found at Waynes kitchen, It pretty much summed up his life so far at Uni Minus the tattoo gun.

This is Wayne and his awesome little uni room, Things got a bit wierd right away Inlcuding Hywell and a golden mask...

What did I tell you!?

The Plymouth beach

So from here we had a browse on the internet and changed a few facebook status messages then took the decision to head down to the beach known as the hoe! Yes you heard me, Tho Hoe. 

This place turned out to be one of the most incredible sights I had ever seen hosted within England and from what I could see.

Plymouths people

 From the moment we parked up dogily outside a pay and display meter I could see the ladies were not warted and vexed as the as I would stereotype the average English girl to be, They had great taste in clothing, Smiles on their faces and killer walking techniques too, I was in dis belief that I was still within the U.K until I heard one of them talk clearly from Bristol. 

From what I had been told due to Plymouth being a Navy site there was an Abundance of military personnel at all times and they had tendencies to start fights and hit people as much as they wanted because they were far more likely to be able to get away with it and hey ho, They were from the military so if one of them couldn't beat you up then all his boys probably sure could. Unless you are super man in which case this does not apply to you. Other than that the vibe was similar to my amazing time in Newquay with Wayne last year for the Boardmasters event wich can only be described as positively chilled.

These got blown off my face whilst I was of course wearing them as I thought it would be a great idea not to move when someon threw a rugby ball at me from only 4 off feet away. Why I stood there and what I had to prove is still to be worked out. Anyway they blew off my face and Wayne & Hywell laughed at me alot. Thanks. R.I.P mr blue glow-in-the-dark shades.

So here are the pictures from the beach, As you will notice we had a blast and spent most of the day there just doing nothing but dicking about and wayne screaming because he thought he felt something on his foot so he flinched and booted a rock wich cut his foot open. Ha, nice one boyo!

Beach race

So we had already met up with Waynes uni dorm mates who were pretty cool guys going in their own life directions wich was cool to learn about seeing as my life is mostly bike orientated. All the guys decided to have a swimming race wich was quite funny because they all walked off and when I finallly went looking for them and walked all the way over to the other side of the beach, I looked back, and there they all were waiting for me...Was pretty funny if you were there but shhh.

 

Walk home & Prime skate-park

Because Wayne is how he is, he decided to walk us home whilst wearing nothing but a blue large/loose towel round his waist which kept coming down not to his care or amazement and we all talked about lots of cool things and boats and people walking by as we reminisced about how good we all are as friends. It was sweet, we also talked about the session we were about to have and seeing as Hywell and myself had not ridden the highly regarded park that Wayne had kept telling us about we had high hopes for a good session.

Eating food then getting to the park!

When we got back to Wayne's each of us had a shower and we even tried to bust in on Hywell as he showered but our attempts went to shit when we soon realised he didn't care that we could see him naked and he started to tense his butt towards is so we just left. I however manned up and wore my flower shades throughout the WHOLE shower and I could not see shit! Hywell cooked us up some lovely cock pasta accordingly shaped as minature penises and we gobbled them up with some mayonaise just before rolling down the hill to the park we came to see.

The session went down pretty quick, I ate it and hit my face on a flair, Wayne did lots of sick stunts around the park, Hywell was, WELL, on a whole other level of riding and Martyn Tamblin came down for a session too which was awesome to get to know him some more, Really it was. such a nice guy with tons of bike riding talent and success without the big twat head to show for it like all the new little kids these days that happen to get sponsored by some douche who does not know what he is doing.

We ended up going out that night but I went back early as I just 'aint a party animal any more, So I grabbed a chicken burger and went back to Wayne's room and slept.

Lots of countless times during the night though I recall opening my eyes and new random things taking place in the room around me such as Wayne wearing a thong with his balls hanging out one side, Others trying to prank me as I slept and Some random chick that everyone was trying to bang. ha what a night it must have been for them!

I mean apart from the tired and haggard journey home that was one of my weekends in plymouth! Thanks for reading bitchessss. Lateerrrrzzzzz