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Bungling To The Bungalow

Ride Date 7 June 2025

By Ren Withnell

Why is a bungalow called a bungalow? The builder ran out of bricks and said "Meh, just bungalow roof on it, it'll be fine". Ba-dum - tish.

It's dry. So far. As we roll out the bikes and load up the skies are overcast although the air is warm. None-the-less it seems prudent to apply our waterproof layers atop our regular riding gear. Our first stop is Lancaster Services where we will meet with Mark and Rob. Rik will be joining us tomorrow, he's attending a family wedding today.

A note on Rik. Rik is he of the rather ridiculous 1700cc "Breakout" Harley. I know he ain't rich but he also now owns a rather swish BMW car of some description. At the rear of this car is fitted a towbar. Rather than ride up like a real roughty toughty biker type he's hired a trailer for the week and - get this - is towing his bike up to Kilmarnock. This of course has lead to some teasing.

I do like to tease him about his "pink" Harley. Yes I know it's dark red but never let the truth get in the way of a good story. Well guess what - the trailer company's "colour" is a dark pink which leading up to this adventure has been an excellent source of much further teasing. He's a big lad is Rik, he could easily rip my head off and insert it where the sun never shines, fortunately his sense of humour remains intact.

A Breakout Harley Davidson motorcycle in red on a steel trailer with pink accents
Rik's "pink" HD and a definitely pink trailer. Oh the shame, the ignomy.

Sharon and I make our way along the M62 and onto the M6. As we approach Preston the rain arrives as expected and we continue regardless. Soon the rain turns from regular rain to fat gobs of deluge and driving conditions are frighteningly treacherous. Sharon is leading and desperately keeps the pace between not being rear ended and not rear ending someone else. It's awful, spray, noise, some cars way too fast others way too slow, it's hard to see our lane let alone the traffic. 

Lancaster Services finally appear and not a moment too soon. Mark and Rob wave from the shelter of a canopy and we join then. Sharon is leaking. Badly. Her waterproof pants aren't and one of her Goretex boots is no longer Goretexing. That's bad enough, what's worse is we are still 175 miles from the accommodation. This could be a really truly horrible ride for the poor woman.

After a brew and a chat we kit up and continue once more into the affray. The rain has returned to regular nasty rain and over the next 55 miles it switches between downright torrential and mildly bad. I appear to be mostly dry save for the general feeling of moisture that comes with rain. Sharon must be soaked by now, probably cold and likely rather hacked off with the whole notion of motorcycling.

Just off Junction 40 there's a Greggs. We stop for another brew and to give Sharon a chance to wring out her knickers (calm down at the back) and warm her singular soggy sock with the hand drier. More tea, a quick bite and once more into the affray for another 55 miles. 

The soaking motorcycles parked up outside a travelodge near Penrith
It's a soggy day with soggy bikes and Sharon has a soggy bottom.

Dumfries Tesco Extra where the A75 meets the A76. They have petrol and they have a cafe for another brew break. Here I look for waterproof pants for Sharon but Tesco don't do them. Sharon ain't dumb though. They do sell socks and they do sell plastic freezer bags. With fresh socks and at least some kind of waterproofing on her feet perhaps the remaining 65 miles might achieve "tolerable" as opposed to horrendous.

With each passing mile from Dumfries up the A76 the weather eases. The rain becomes intermittent and there's even dry patches of road here and there. I stop for a stretch and to check on Sharon - she's still here and still ploughing on and through. She's mustard that girl. 

The last few miles to Kilmarnock and the bungalow sees the rain return with vengeance. Mercifully, finally, eventually we pull into the bungalow's driveway and stagger from the bikes. I'm knackered, Mark and Rob look weary so god only knows how miserable Sharon is feeling right now. I hope to god this bungalow is alright otherwise Sharon will be wishing she had never been born.

Within we are greeted by a smart kitchen and a simple selection of basic foodstuffs, and some wine. For a tired Ren and a sodden Sharon this simple kindness greatly lifts our spirits particularly just when they needed a boost. The bungalow is as advertised as well as clean and crisp. Oh sweet relief, oh thank goodness. It is quite a lovely place, praise be.

A smart and clean kitchen with large table and a few pleasant welcome gifts
The bungalow is real, smart and exactly as we had hoped.

Sharon quickly unloads and disappears to get changed into something a little drier. Mark, Rob and I, being only mildly damp take time to sort ourselves out. We diplomatically place Mark in the most distant bedroom as he's a snorer, Sharon and I take a double, Rob takes a double leaving a twin for Rik when he arrives. A further round of tea is created and imbibed, I make a start on the chocolates provided in the welcome pack.

After an hour we're settled in. Sharon would love a bath to warm her bones but alas there are only showers. I persuade her to take a hot shower as it's better than nothing. As she does this Rob hops on the back of my 500 and we ride the 2 miles into Kilmarnock's Tesco to get more supplies. By the time we return Sharon's looking more human, later with food inside her it seems survival is imminent.

Oh what a day!! 230 miles for Sharon and I, Rob and Mark around 210. Rain, awful riding conditions, leaks, and big miles. However the bungalow is spot on, we are fed and watered, and we are safe and well. Sharon has a glass of the welcome wine to "take the edge off", apparently it's very nice. We're Upt' North in June and the evening isn't for going dark, we are all in bed before 2230 and it's still dusk outside. Tired little motorcycling teddies.


By Sharon Parker

I'm up early and we set off in time to meet a couple of our mates at Lancaster service station. It's grey and looks like it may drizzle soon enough. It's not the glorious weather you always hope for for your holiday but it is what it is, so get the waterproofs on and let the adventure begin.

Ren asks me to lead so I say ok. Yes reader I know this is a shock to the system! I have rode this route before and it's also on my satnav but these factors would not usually mean I would be willing to lead but wonders never cease.

The rain comes and then gets heavier and heavier, it's bouncing down now and visibility on the motorway is poor. Well I'm leading on a holiday trip of course it's bouncing down with rain. I'm also unusually cold on this wet but not cold day. I hope I'm not coming down with something because I'm actually beginning to shake. I then realise one foot feels wet. Nooo, surely not?! My Daytona boots never let me down, through hell and high water they have remained warm and dry, a safe haven for my little tootsies. 

The rain belts the phone satnav hard - reducing the map size down to tiny. Oh this is not ideal but I can still navigate. I am getting progressively colder as I look at the satnav to see how far I'm away from our destination and I'm presented with a blank black screen. The rain has finally proved to be too much and the phone has closed down completely.
 
Oh... so now I'm leading with no satnav, but with a wet foot, whilst shivering and barely able to see my way through the torrential rain. Are we having fun yet? Well I'm not crying but I'm not grinning either, this is enduro not funo. 

Without the satnav I somehow successfully get us to the services. I get off the bike... squelch... eww... yep my foot is not merely damp is bathing in it's own little boot bathtub. Our friends are already here and they are dry. Seems the rain was just following me. Yes, I know, no surprise there. Looks like my badge of rain dishonour has been restored on this reluctant recipient.

I nip to the toilets and discover why I'm so cold. Not only have I got a soggy foot I have soggy knickers too. Fantastic. Not only have my boots let me down, so have my trusty (were) waterproof pants. I use toilet roll to soak up as much water as possible from my jeans, my knickers and my sock. I may still be wet but wet at this stage feels a great improvement on sopping wet. 
 
I'm hoping it may stop raining at some point so I can dry out. However it's presently still raining, albeit not as hard as before, but the leaden grey skies do not hold much promise. The rain continues to come along for the ride as we head north. I repeat the toilet paper trick on the next stop and continue on.

Next stop Tesco affords hot food and beverages and a dry foot thanks to the purchase of dry socks and plastic food bags to try and keep the new warm dry socks from becoming cold and soggy. I am in surprisingly good spirits. I know that I look like I've wet myself as I stand in the queue to purchase my items. But I really don't care. I would have cared a lot more in my youth. There are many disadvantages about getting older but there are also advantages. The worry you have about how you look and what other people think of you shrinks as one gets older, just like your height.

As we continue on our journey the weather is not being kind. When we stop for a break, so does the rain. As soon as we start the journey again the rain comes along with us. We reach the journey's end and the bungalow that I booked for everyone fortunately exists. I did once book a log cabin that did not exist. It is always a relief to me now to see what I have booked is in fact real. 

Not only is the bungalow real, it is also very lovely. It is clean, bright and airy. Each room is themed with a different animal. Ren and I have the Highland cow room. Rob has the stag room. Mark has the sheep and Rik when he arrives will have the Friesian cow.

A smart crisp room with artistic Highland cow picture on the wall and on the pillow
Our Highland cow room...
This room has pillows and picture with friesian cows on them
Rik's Friesian cow room...
A twin room with a few sheep icons on the furniture etc
Mark has sheep pillows...
A double room with stag pillow and wall picture
Rob is stag.

I am totally blown away by the size of the welcome pack that awaits us in the kitchen. We have bread, milk, butter, tea and coffee. We also have crisps, chocolates biscuits and wine. On the side is a huge bunch of red roses. It is such a thoughtful gesture and after the long cold wet ride it is a lovely sight.

Bread, chocolates, wine, biscuits, and other supplies to get us started
The very generous welcome pack...
A bunch of vibrant red roses in a vase
... and flowers

The bearer of these gifts Mrs. Love knocks on the door to check everything is okay and do we know how to use the heating etc. Lillian is a lovely, friendly, warm character and we share a joke about my need for tena ladies due to my wet pants. I thank Lillian for the great welcome pack and she advises me that the hot tub is heated and ready to go. The idea of the hot tub is tempting but I am rather tired and opt for a hot shower instead.

Sharon stands in her wet biker jeans at the bungalow in Kilmarnock
Tena lady best get a shower me thinks

What a day. I can't say I enjoyed it all the time due to the weather but neither could I say I hated it. It was good just to be out of the office, riding the bike and laughing with friends. It would seem I'm getting a little tougher in my old age, just a pity my boots aren't. I am now warm and dry and have good food and wine in my belly. I am definitely enjoying myself now, l am smiling as I roll myself into bed. 


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5 Fools For Kilmarnock - Prologue The tales of mishap and trepidation leading up to this adventure is not for the faint hearted. Gird your loins we're only at the planning stage so far...
Bungling To The Bungalow The first day of the South West Scotland Adventure is a total washout. Ren is moist and Sharon is leaking - and yet it's not all bad at the end of the day.
Let The Fun And Fretting Begin It's the first ride out of the week, an easy one to get things going. Girvan provides the destination for a simple ride that'll get Ren fretting as usual.

Reader's Comments

nab301 said :-
Looks like great accommodation, although I've been traumatised by photos of pink trailers and damp clothing!
On a serious note , if you had been camping what would you have done?
Nigel
08/07/2025 12:17:41 UTC
Upt'North ¹ said :-
Motorcycling, great innit, until it ain't.
It's orrible Upt'North, you shudda gone sarff.
Let this be a lesson to all motorcyclists, go south and avoid wetting ya'selves. Oh the shame of it.
On the welcome pack, we'll done to Mrs McRenter, it's a rare thing these days and a lovely touch. In our recent "luxury" self catering in Yorkshire there were 6 tea bags and no milk. Nowt other than tea bags and one bog roll.
Pffffffftttttt.
Upt.

08/07/2025 12:45:41 UTC
Ian Soady¹ said :-
Great welcome and must have added back som of the shine of the trip. At the risk of repeating myself Sharon, why not try the HH bib & brace I suggested to Upt'N to his apparent disgust. I'm sure you're not such a fashion victim as he is and as far as I'm concerned looking "cool" is hugely outweighed by being warm and dry. I used to use them together with a pair of Dunlop industrial reinforced wellies when commuting year round including snow. It was a matter of seconds to emerge when I arrived at work like a Red Admiral from its pupa. I'm not sure all my visitors appreciated the heady aroma issuing from the corner of my office however.
08/07/2025 14:43:33 UTC
Upt'North ¹ said :-
We need pictures!
08/07/2025 16:28:42 UTC
Ren - The Ed¹ said :-
If we'd been camping we'd have been screwed nab301. We have in the past endured leaks and camping and it can be miserable. Sharon's modern take on the situation would be "we're getting a cabin or lodge or BnB or hotel..."

The waterproofs we have are perfectly effective - until they aren't. Her ladyship will not be going for a set of designer sailing trousers, just replacing the affordable and effective over trousers she has. As for the boots I reckon they'll be goretex but I don't know which ones yet.

I can't see Sharon in wellies anytime soon Ian.

As for heading daaan saaaaaaaf to avoid getting wet Upt'? Keep reading our kid, keep reading.
08/07/2025 21:38:44 UTC
Ian Soady¹ said :-
They're not designer trousers Ren they're working gear for trawlermen (and women) etc. And what's wrong with wellies? They're waterproof and the industrial ones do give a modicum of protection.
09/07/2025 15:15:25 UTC
Upt'North ¹ said :-
We still need pictures.
Fully attired please.
Upt.
09/07/2025 18:51:18 UTC
Ren - The Ed¹ said :-
Helly Hansen may well have been born from hardy fishing types with calloused fingers and ice laden sou'westers. Today it is the clothing of choice for wealthy sailing types on multi million pound yachts who pose looking out to sea while hanging off polished rigging and carbon fibre decks.

As per the link... The pants may be waterproof and warm, but do they offer slide protection? Can they be swiftly removed and packed down small if the sun comes out? In summer Sharon wears armoured bike jeans which balance protection and cool comfort. In the highly likely event of rain she applies waterproof over trousers. This normally works well but nothing lasts forever.

Wellies? Sweaty when it's warm and not really offering the level of protection Sharon seeks. Alas goretex boots are not cheap but we estimate the pair of which one has failed have covered around 40,000 miles. Again they normally work very well but nothing lasts forever.

Timing is everything, of course you don't get failures due to wearing out from time to time, Murphy's law predicts several will fail at once.
https://www.hellyhansen.com/en_gb/w-pier-bib-40-34487?color=634026...
09/07/2025 21:25:16 UTC
Upt'North ¹ said :-
My Altberg boots are probably 25 years old or maybe a bit more. Nuff said.
I think the pink would suit you Ed.
Upt.
09/07/2025 23:18:37 UTC
Ren - The Ed¹ said :-
Pink is the future Upt'. I seem to recall Lucy Worsley (aka the thinking man's fancy) telling us originally pink was for boys and blue for girls. There must have been a cultural shift.

Have you ever had your Altbergs repaired Upt'? Are they still waterproof? I keep thinking about them then stalling on the cost of them doing the lift (my short leg) and their initial attitude to guaranteeing them waterproof.
10/07/2025 06:38:49 UTC
Upt'North ¹ said :-
My boots are ex job, so have done plenty of work.
Miles worn.....gawd knows.....a lot.
They have been resoled at Altberg once. I think it was about £100.00 for a full service.
They have also in the last couple of years had some of the velcro fasteners resewn.
They were waterproof before and after resoling but the stitching obviously goes through the linings with the possibility of leaks at these points. They are the comfiest boots you can imagine, but after that long they should be. I wore these boots in Italy last year and they performed well.
My second pair are TCX Tours, an excellent boot, very good at keeping the wet out and great protection. They must be about three years old now and are damn stiff. Not a problem when you're riding but not great for walking around in. I've just worn these on our Yorkshire jaunt and after that time they still haven't softened up much.
If you can get the TCX on discount they'd be worth a try. Er'Indoors rides with Sidi waterproof boots which have proved excellent, she's got a second pair now for longer trips but the originals were off a mate, little worn, and must have done well over 50,000 miles in 20 plus years.
There seems to be plenty of used female kit on GumTree/Ebay.co.uk, I take it they try it and don't like it. Er'Indoors got an as new HG Gortex suit in the spring for £80.00.
Upt.

10/07/2025 08:35:13 UTC
Upt'North ¹ said :-
These are similar to mine, boots have gone expensive! Mine were about £100 on discount.
https://www.infinitymotorcycles.com/product/tcx-x-five-4-gore-tex-boots-black...
10/07/2025 08:42:17 UTC
Ian Soady¹ said :-
I went to the Altberg factory near Richmond a long time ago having been persuaded that I needed their boots. I was measured up and the boots arrived at my home a couple of weeks later. Beautifully made but so stiff and unwieldy it took ages to get them on and when I did I could barely operate the gear lever. I persevered for a couple of weeks but just couldn't get on with them so reverted to my summer boots of the day which were the German paratrooper ones which I don't think are available these days (the wellies were for winter commuting duties).

Sold the altbergs on ebay for a huge loss.
10/07/2025 10:18:16 UTC
Upt'North ¹ said :-
Stiffness can be a problem Ian. Ooooo er missus, oh please ya'selves, no don't. Oooooo.
I'm here all week.
I think wearing the Altberg's as job boots probably helped, you know 8 hours a day, 5 days a week, rain, heat, sweat etc.
They are literally like slippers, but like I said they should be.
The TCX are made with lots of alternative materials and I suspect that resists the bedding in process.
Plastic can be blummin hard.
I think with all bike clothing, even wellies, you need to try it on, get the right size etc.
Upt.



10/07/2025 10:33:24 UTC
nab301 said :-
I got Altberg boots (clubman roadster I think) years ago and still have them , they took forever to break in , I was clomping around the house like Boris Karloff for weeks before wearing them on the bike , they were comfy eventually for many years but I haven't used them in years , they really need some work but they don't have the protection of the latest models and the costs and logistics of getting them repaired don't add up.
I've used Daytona boots since then but the oldest pair have a detaching gear shift reinforcement and the newest pair have different zips without shrouds and have taken to failing , at least €50 per zip to repair locally so I'll be on the look out for something shortly.
Nigel
13/07/2025 14:50:17 UTC
Ian Soady¹ said :-
My current boots - some cheapos I got from a discount shop - also had detaching gearchange pads. The solution? Cut a pair of stout leather patches from a pair of old shoes and glue them on using evostik. Still going strong after a few years. If you don't have any suitable old shoes I'm sure a local charity shop will help out.

As an aside it's nice that they still sem to fit the patches on both feet even though the right hand ones must be very rarely used these days. Apart from dinosaurs like me.
14/07/2025 11:26:35 UTC
Sharon said :-
As Ren has said I have been very happy with my Daytona boots and very happy with my Berghaus waterproof pants.
Nothing lasts forever and it was just real bad luck that both items decided to give up at the same time.
My boots have a tough life, out in all weathers including salty roads and they get walked around in a lot as well.

I been thinking about my boots and I wonder if they got compromised in the bike accident I had last December. They did suffer some visible damage so it may have shortened their lifespan? Who really knows?
I did list them as damaged in my claim.

I'm more than happy to replace like for like because after searching for alternatives for both the boots and the pants it would appear that both original options are still the best options for my personal needs.
I was like you Ian rather alarmed by the increase in price of both items but it seems I'm always shocked by prices these days.

Daytona are really expensive but they are still hand made in Germany using quality materials and they are a product I'm happy to put my faith in.
My new defunct pair only cost me around £150 in a sale and when you divide that by 40,000 miles and 7 years of use I'd say that pretty good value.
Even at the current price of around £300 if I get another 40k miles and another 7 years that's only a £50 a year investment. Not to bad is it when you break it down like that..it eases the pain.
Talking if pain, unlike the Altbergs that has been mentioned there is also no pain in breaking then in. Sure they were a little stiffer at first but nothing of concern.
I just hope in the intervening 7 years the quality has remained the same. On paper it should be as it was. But I did note Nigel that you said your newer zips were not as robust as your older ones.
Time will tell when new boots are duly ordered and delivered if I remain happy with mine.

As for other alternatives suggestions thank you all but don't forget that the Daytona offer me something very few other boots do and that's a height lift of 6cm.
Also I have well developed calves or fat calves call then what you will. No chance of my legs getting into a Sidi boot. Believe me I've tried, like a ugly sister getting into Cinderella shoes, no bloody chance. Daytona are adjustable to accommodate those who did gymnastics as a child and ended up with non average calves. As we have said often enough on this page size does matter.

15/07/2025 00:19:55 UTC
nab301 said :-
Ian thanks for that , I'll try evo stik
Nigel
15/07/2025 11:56:11 UTC

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