A lot of water’s gone under the bridge since the last time scooterists took over the town and any comparison between then and now is irrelevant, so I won’t bother. However, judging by the number of scooters I passed on the road into Wales I certainly wasn’t alone in looking forward to Aberystwyth’s resurrection as a rally venue. Having endured the almost unavoidable selection of motorways necessary to get me across the Welsh border, suddenly the road opened up in front of me and I found myself among some of the most scenic, enjoyable and at times technically rewarding riding I’ve encountered in quite some time. Far sooner than expected, I reached Aberystwyth and the university campus that we’d call home for the weekend.
I’m finally off to uni...
I’d known for some time that accommodation had been made available at the university, but my daughter’s experience of halls hadn’t been a good one and I was reluctant to take the
