Here's a few pics of my weekend in Northumberland, "Sycamore Gap" in Hadrians Wall and a few others of the wall. And a really cool view of a large spruce rootplate.
And the pub story:
We were staying in a great pub which was full of locals and was the sort of place that shuts when the landlady gets tired and then everyone drives home. Most of the guys I spoke to were either harvester drivers or forwarder drivers, one of them told my this story about a colleague who was a bit of a character and liked a drink. One monday after a heavy night he turned up in the works van at 12.00 and got into his harvester to start work, he was feeling pretty ropey and worked through till five when all the others went home. They were paid by the ton so he'd had a pretty crap day so far and since her was starting to feel better he thought he'd work on a bit. By midnight he thought he'd done enough and left the harvester in the wood and walked back to the van. When he went to set off he found the van was stuck, all it needed was a little push but everyone else was long gone so he walked back to fetch the harvester.
On his return he couldn't find a rope but eventualy found a really short piece of dirty old stuff that one of the truck drivers had thrown away. He tied the van to the harvester and pulled it out, then, just as he was getting out of the cab the rope snapped. He ran after the van which was slowly accelerating backwards down the track and managed to get a finger on the bonnet before it dissapeared out of the harvesters floodlights and off down the track into the dark. He got back in the harvester and went looking for the van.
A hundred yards down the track he found it, it was lying in a ditch at the side of the track with the front wheels in the air but luckily there was no damage, he thought he was going to get away with it.
Tying the two broken ends together he attached the harvester on for the second time he draged the van out of the ditch. As he got down from the harvester he realised that things weren't going his way after all, this time the harvester was rolling back, all he could do was watch as the van was squashed into the ditch, it was about a foot thick apparently.