A couple of days of activity after our return from down south. I took the Himalayan to a swim through a cheeky ford that runs along Butterton a lovely staffordshire moorlands village close to us.
The next day I rode my bike over to the mooring to ensure my farmer landlord James did not need to strim our mooring again - to be fair he only does it when the grass is out of control.
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