A particularly memorable retort to one walker having a right pop at us, came when did the 3 towers bivvy ride.
We’d ended up having a quite heavy night when we stopped (I know who i hold responsible for that). Beers, curry and then hip-flasks aplenty. As we packed up and set off in the morning, we were accosted by mr boring-red-socks, lecturing us on how we were damaging local wildlife by riding on the footpaths
Before any of us had a chance to retort, one of our number, who’d been looking pretty ropey from the off, dramatically projectile vomited, Mr-Creasote-style all over the grass directly in front of him, splattering his walking shoes. We all then rode off, leaving him quietly reviewing his freshly decorated shoes 🙂