Description

I had a Plan. I packed my tent. I checked the weather forecast. I bought potatoes. “Scarlet” was given a cursory polish. Her lines are ample; more of a Hunter than a Thoroughbred; carriers fore and aft and (I expect) the world’s largest saddle-bag hanging securely from what has been rather unkindly described (by some) as the world's broadest saddle. My usual explanation that my choice of seat was based more on the size of saddle-bag than on my admittedly substantial girth, is generally met with an over-polite slightly glazed look.