Freaks Of Nature M.C.A.P.C. (motorcycle and party club) membership numbers increased and decreased until we were left with the current "hard core" as it were. We had a few trips out and some real good times, then whilst on a ride in Derbyshire our Chairman came upon an Easter egg run.
This involved lots of motorbikes riding in convoy to deliver donated Easter eggs to a council car park where they were stored and then distributed to local kids homes. The whole thing took about an hour, but to see two hundred motorcycles all riding together was an inspiration. The following year the Freaks decided to hold their own egg run.
Our first egg run was hailed a success, only about 35 bikes took part but from small acorns… you know the rest.As you will see this run left from what was then the Fitchet & Firkin public house on Commercial Street in Northampton, we had lots of raffle prizes donated by local shops and businesses and we raised about £400 for the kid's wards at Northampton General Hospital.
As well as the run being a success we also congratulated ourselves on the organisation, a major part of which was the marshalling. Our marshals the first year were arranged by Chinky Pete, then a member of the Crazy Diamonds, (another local bike club, that supported us with the event) they rode out ahead of us and stopped traffic at junctions so that we could all travel together without interruption to make the trip as smooth as possible.… Since then the run has set off from The Duke of Edinburgh, The King Billy and this year we will be leaving form The Picturedrome.
Before you go thinking we're a rowdy lot who got kicked out of the other venues we have had to move due to the continuing popularity of this event. Numbers have grown over the years and we anticipate over 200 vehicles this year and need to be able to accommodate a scooter club and the Mini owners club, so onto bigger and hopefully better things.The egg run isn't all we've done, we once held a treasure hunt and though this was fun to do didn't prove as popular as we'd hoped so we held a beach party instead.
Yes a beach party in Northampton, the furthest point from a coast in the U.K. We filled the King Billy with two tons of sand and the landlord decorated the garden with palm trees. This proved to be far more fun than even we had planned. It was quite a sight to see, 2 o'clock in the morning half a dozen "well 'ard" bikers on their hands and knees having a sand castle building competition.
