11th November 1988 - ABC/Hatfield Poly MCC
Also known as the Roach Rally, for reasons that smokers of 'herbal' cigarettes would appreciate. This was the - intentional - last rally of our series, My erstwhile club, the ABC, had a few planning meetings for a successor to them, but nothing came of these. (The biggest sticking point was the name!)
We were again in the Moat Mount Open Space near Barnet. As the road entrance was quite a distance from the site gate, my CB radio gear came in quite handy, base set at the booking in, hand held walkie-talkie on the gate.
The bar was run by the pub where the club met and the club(s) ran the 'Burger Crematorium'.
The fact that the site itself had proper loos, albeit probably not sufficient for our numbers, took care of that end of the process. We had a few generator problems on Friday afternoon, but these were sorted out before the music was required, (we were not allowed to use the site's mains electricity supply).
Everybody soon got into the swing of things and I seem to recall things went off well.
Saturday revealed that, although the weekend itself was dry, there had been a fair bit of rain during the previous week, as the entrance got a bit muddy and a fair few people fell over. As half of these were leaving the site for supplies, this could possibly be put down to last night's intake. We put a load of straw down anyway. A few riders fell over at the top of the field, but this was mostly due to 'dicking about' so we left them to their own devices.
Due to the organisers' usual organisational skills, and the time of year, the games were still happening around sunset. I missed most of them as I was on gate/food duty.
Even prior to the Miss Rally contest, several ladies were giving previews and beer and music were being consumed at a great rate.
When it came to the aforementioned contest, they actually put me in charge of it! I still managed to get a few(!) pictures though, and the night went on.
I seem to recall a couple of massive fireworks were let off at some point, but I may have been busy at the time.
Sunday was bright again, and people gradually slithered out of the site, leaving us to our own devices as we had to stay there until Monday for the marquee to be collected. Somebody, (apparently me), had to go into town to get some cleaning stuff before we could pack away the cooking gear and I was called upon again to help get some take-aways for us in the evening, after that cooking equipment had gone home.
After the traditional volleyball match in the marquee, we discovered that an indoor brazier was a bad idea, if we wanted to breathe in there as well.
Following the marquee collection, we went home, after the last Joint rally.
- Phil (the Spill) Drackley