Crotch Coolers meet

We woke up this morning with nothing to do. A glance at the weather showed it was going to be ok most of the morning so we decided to chance a trip to Alton and one of the Crotch Cooler meets. Different from normal classic car meets, this one roams around venues adding a cruise and breakfast into the mix. We opted out of the cruise and headed straight for the departure lounge cafe on the outskirts of Alton. Squelching across the muddy field we parked with a line of Dubs.



Went in and joined the vast queue for food.  A sausage sarnie took almost an hour to arrive, but it was tasty and gave us a chance to natter.



Back outside the cruise had arrived and made a couple of lines, some interesting motors from big rigs through to an Allegro Police car.









It was cold and blowy so we kept moving to stay warm,





Lily went exploring in the truck. It was huge with no power steering and 13 gears.





As we came to leave, Alan had taken a shine to the truck and moved Alf alongside for a photo.



I did say the field was muddy.



With a shove from a group of chaps, we got him off the field leaving just a dirty skidmark behind. The meet wasn't big, but the varied locations they stop at means we've bookmarked them for the future.

Steve.