I got valued customer treatment again and another almost new Vauxhall Corsa. Now I'm no car fan, but these buggies are nice, even to the extent of having seats which fold right down into really comfy beds. Ideal vehicles for following munters to free parties and they look nice parked next to hippy vans.

So a few phone calls and e-mails and I have a selection of parties to think about, so I decide to follow Panik again. They and Tribe of Munt are heading for Wales, a remote beauty spot by the side of the Talybont reservoir. So I leave Norwich around midday and around 4.00pm, when I'm somewhere near Bristol on the M4 I get the SMS text message with the location.

I stop in Abergaveny for the last real meal before the party. Abergaveny is the nearest town of any size to the party, albiet 10 or more miles away. It's gearing up for another Saturday night and it's clear to see what the local police will be doing. The car park is full of "boy racers", local blokes with close cropped hair, gold chains and suffering testosterone overdoses in powerful cars are doing wheel spins and other wankerish things, this is probably a regular thing as it is in many British small
towns. I eat my chips and head off down the A40.

Following the directions on the mobile phone message and I find the road to the reservoir. This is mountain country, pine forests and steep hills. I follow this little winding road, looking for the car park on the right followed by the fire track on the left, which I have to go down. When I get there a small group of people are sitting at the start of the fire track and they ask me to park up in the car park - "space is limited" they say.

So now I'm about to see how free parties happen again, only this time, it turns out I'm ahead of the convoy, other than a few vans and the "Tossers" system who are busy setting up. I sit around, share

a toke or two with a couple of people as we watch the Tossers doing all the work. Then, all hell breaks lose as a couple of hundred travelers type buses, vans snd cars turn up.

For some time it's total chaos as the cars and vans force their way up this little track - people, vans and roaring engines mix with dogs and dust as it all tries to sort itself out. Then a van tries to get past another van and slips into a drainage ditch. At this point things just get more chaotic
untill a large lorry somehow manages to drag it out.

After some time, a sort of order settles, just in time for Panik and Tribe of Munt to arrive.

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