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Got the electronic Bat Signal to meet with the Distinguished Senior Gentleman of Fowey (Combined age 250) for a ride out Down West at 10:30 am. Given that I had just finished a night shift I figured why not? Didn’t want to miss out, youm a long time dead. We headed out through St Austell down the A390 to Truro. Then down to Falmouth and along the South Coast to Helston, Marazion, Long Rock and Penzance. Bleddy stunning weather but chilly. Not that it bothered me behind the CBF’s touring screen. Told the others I was actually a bit stuffy and two warm behind the screen, which they were delighted to hear in their cool looking but cold leathers . Just before we got to St Just we stopped at Boscawen Ur Stone Circle for a bit of Paganism but collectively decided it was to fucking cold to dance around the stones naked. Also with our years of experience we all pissed with the constant wind rather than against it, luckily just after we saw a hunt. Again after some discussion we decided not to lick the stones, every though one was solid quartz, as they were probably contaminated with Pagan DNA. We headed on down past Lands End airport to St Just in Penwith for a pasty dinner, met the local village idiot who wanted to sell us a Big Issue. I said ok only to hear he didn’t have any. . Fucking numpty shuffled off after that, don’t think he had a scenario worked out for that turn of events. Resident Idiot, parents were obviously two closely related With a healthy dose of heartburn we then St Just left for Godrevy onto St Ives, Hayle, the Towans finally stopping at Pentreath for a posh coffee. During which we discussed how many vertically challenged gentleman we saw riding Wank Panzers today. The Gamma ripped nicely up Pentreath hill with the Greeeves bogging behind in a plume of blue smoke. We were also a little derisory about a chap on his 24 plate Harley who went past with AC/DC blasting out of his radio for everyone’s enjoyment. Coffee and second piss done we headed home via the quick route back up the A30. Well I say quick we did have to ancient rattle machines with us who riders openly admit the vision blurs over 70 mph. Of course none of that non sense on the CBF. Left the A30 at Innis Downs then Lanivet, Lanhydrock, Fowey Cross and home in time for the rugby. Which I managed to sleep through. Good day and 130 miles with laughs, coffee and heartburn. Hoping for a summer of this

Mooching around Polkerris last night. It occurred to me how big was that fecking stapler.

Got 7 inches last night and I'm still sore! Another day in paradise...

Granddaughter rang yesterday "Scoot making a funny noise and won't start!" .....So I nipped over to hers, battery almost totally flat, starter relay just chattering when button is pressed, she also said that when it was running it would only do 25mph!....tried to pull it out of the garage, front brake absolutely seized, charged the battery, stripped the caliper, cleaned and greased it...scoot now starts and does 55mph again, so i thought I would check other things too, oil level fine, air filter clean, tyres!...both down by at least 22psi....... a bucket of wash and wax would be a good thing too.....

We have a new floor, only the skirting boards and a radiator to go

Breakfast run on the bike naturally

This is a one off... any one fancy a day out in a Helicopter, take off from City airport from London fly over to France have Lunch in Toulouse... then a flight along the French coastline back over to uk where we land at a Hotel in the Surrey countryside for drinks and dinner.... so if any of you have or know someone with a helicopter let me know or we cant go.

Collected the bike today and knocked up just over 250 km. Goes lovely, very smooth, extremely comfortable, and a big old lump.

Well it’s been a while since I posted anything on here, it’s been a busy time going back and forth to the UK and all that entailed and then I guess I just got lazy. The weather lately has been pretty hit and miss, we’ve had loads of rain for the last few weeks which is unusual but today seems to be the end of it……thank fuck for that, it’s like living back in the Peak District! Anyway, new bike this week! The old FZ6N is still holding together and seeing as it’s not worth much I think I may just keep it. Originally, I planned to get the CFMoto 450 MT and having paid a deposit before Xmas I was told it would be here in February……then it was March, then May……..maybe……the final straw was the dealer telling me they had received only one bike when they had ordered twenty and the rest wouldn’t be here until late summer! I actually felt sorry for the poor fucker. Thought about the new 2025 700MT but again the delay was likely to be huge………and I was sick of waiting so I bought one of these instead and I pick it up Thursday. Yes, it’s a Chinky/Italian bike but I’ve always been partial to a takeaway. It ain’t no lightweight trail tool but it’ll be perfect for days out and longer trips. Without further ado, I give you the Benelli TRK502X….

Used up a tank of fuel mooching around mid Cornwall today with Grace for company. First off headed up to Checkered Flag for their Wednesday bike meet. About 10 there, some interesting stuff there. Especially liked the new GB350S in Black. Real nice 1979 Suzuki GS1000G with 21k miles for £4.5k which I didn’t think was bad. Very tidy. Anyone know what a Cheetah is, can’t say I have come across one before Old boxer with 97k for sale. Could do with some cosmetic TLC, supposedly spot on mechanically. Grace had a look around the second hand gear but it was expensive I thought. The has a second hand Schuberth C3 Pro with a filthy headliner for £100, I know you can get new for it but seemed expensive to me for a second hand lid. Confused trying to work my phone After Checkered Flag we headed down the Glynn Valley to Bodmin to show Grace Thor. Proprietor still a Cunt, warned Grace never to spend there. He had a big selection of Indians and chinky chonky stuff. Still like the look of the Gold Stars but wouldn’t buy one there. I would rather travel to Exeter to get one than buy from Colin. We then headed on to Damerells to look at the good stuff I do like this new colour Hornet 750. and Grace is convinced she wants a Hornet 500 but her A2 is a while off yet. Hand some dinner in Damerells cafe then headed up the North coast to Bude for a coffee then back home via the A30 across Bodmin more. Trip stats and a fuel tank of fuel used. Filthy All cleaned up now. Good day out in good company. Bloody cold though and I missed the CBF’s screen.

The Dear Maid managed to drop her bike again. I got the phone call I dread last night, from a tearful Shadow informing she had dropped her bike. There is a railway bridge near Par Docks entrance where Artics from the docks often drip diesel, just for good measure there are two manhole covers on the bend as well. Just past the dew point last night when the road is a bit greasy she spun out coming out from under the bridge. Luckily is was low speed, traffic was light and she is okay if a little scuffed. Little damage to the bike, the footpeg bar is bent, couple of scabs on the plastic work on the bike but the bike already has some battle scars so nothing to worry about really. Also knocked the visor off her helmet. Helmet and visor aren't marked but one visor pivots is broken, ordered a new set from HJC for £20. Of more concern to me was that she was not wearing her boots but Nikes so she has scraped up her foot which is troubling her, not serious but painful., Also had a lump on her right leg that I can see will bruise up. The footpeg bar is going up to her uncles to be straightened out so I will repaint that and fit it. I had a moan at her for not wearing her boots and protective bottoms, but to be honest, in perspective it's probably the type of spill most of us has had when young and daft, she is okay and relatively unscathed. Quite impressed how tuff the little CB125F is. Stress I could do without nonetheless.

3,200 miles later and I'm back home after another drive to Ohio to move stuff. What's 475 miles wide and looks like this the entire way, you ask? Fuckin' Kansas. Cool sunrise pic as I was blasting down th road though...

Had a trip out to the local Vintage motorcycle club this morning. And one old chap turned in his recently restored MG only done 140 miles since it was finished. Certainly a beautiful thing I can’t imagine it came out of the factory this good.

Trip over to Newquay and Project 83 this evening. Like a warm summers day. with a couple of mates, Andy on his Thruxton and Martyn on his V85TT. Nice to have all modern bikes for a change and not have to wait for the vintage bone shakers. Family parking

Finally got around to sorting out the noisy inner primary bearing. It's not a difficult job but means removing the entire primary, I wanted to inspect the Dark Horse motor sprocket I fitted in place if the old compensator anyway and make sure the old deflector was still in place on the inside of the cover as it has been 1500 miles since I fitted those. The Dark Horse and deflector all looked good, unfortunately one of the starter bolts wouldn't come out, the allen head was buggered. I started drilling it but looking at the head I had an epiphany and sure enough one of my cam driven stud pullers fitted it so it came out nice and easy. At that point I went to get my bearing race puller and after turning the shed upside down I couldn't find it. Last time I used it was ten years ago in Georgia. I started to think maybe it was still over there. So I put the bike away while I figured it out. Found the tools this morning after two minutes of looking, they were under the bed of course. Hopefully get most of it done this evening.

I'll fix it, but nobody really knows what Harley models are called.

Took the Beta out this afternoon no problem with the battery after being stood since February so not sure why it was going into safe mode. Anyhow bike ran flawlessly and had a good billy no mates ride. Just a few photos of the day got to use the silky again Tried to ride the ridge between ruts but failed not too much effort to get it out though

Again I had a similar thing with my boys scoot the other day, I noticed the front brake pads were wafer thin. I ordered new but when they came one of the pad pins seized and stripped, so bought a used caliper and fitted that. Only for the boy to tell me the front brakes had been rubbish for weeks. FFS He was shocked how good they were now they actually work. I sometimes wonder if at 21 he would have the sense to come in out of the rain. I did enjoy playing with the ped though, all relatively simple but therapeutic to do.

I’ve been rumbled, Adolf was my dad.

No idea why this photo should pop up on Facebook memories but it’s me on my Yamaha EXUP circa 1991 I think.

Just got my seat back from being recovered. The old seat was sun damaged and to be honest just looked old and manky. So I tidied the bike up a little, also got rid of the Givi top box and fitted a new tank pad along with the recovered seat. Anyway found this cheap on FB and got it recovered. Chuffed to bits with the results, top quality work and turned around in 4 days. The chap is Steve from SAS Autotrim. He is based in North Wales. You can find him on FB, good as gold to deal with, very reasonable with no messing. I will always use him from now on.

Puncture on the way to work this morning, instant deflation and lots of wobbling to get it into work The good thing about working in a race shop is that it was up on the ramp in no time while I went home to get a new tyre and tube. Lee also gave it a quick brake service while it was there

Greater Manchester Police have reported finding a man's body in the River Irwell at Old Trafford. The dead man's name will not be released until his family have identified the body. The victim apparently drowned due to excessive marijuana consumption. He was wearing black fishnet stockings, a red garter belt, a pink G-string, a strap-on dildo, purple lipstick, and a Harley Davidson T-shirt he also had a large cucumber inserted in his rectum. The police have removed the Harley Davidson T-shirt to spare his family any unnecessary embarrassment. In spite of what we sometimes think... The Police do care...

After having a week of decent weather.... just like that, old man winter decided to knock on the door last night... Snow was of the wet variety...the kind that sticks to everything....except the roads fortunately... Warmed up & it's all gone now....which is great 'cause I've got plenty of outside stuff to do.

like owning a Harley... your a fully fledged member of that society .... now turn your stereo down , not every one likes Barry Manilow

I’m going to call this one Dildo mill..

Cafe Nero is the best I have come across, bloody stunning coffee. Grace the girl I’m getting ready for her CBT at the moment works there so we get her staff discount. Which is just as well cos it’s a bit spendy. Lovely though.

Corrected

Yesterday I couldn't find a spanner i use in work, it is one of my favorites and not cheep. Last time i remember seeing it was on a job i had finished on Thursday on Barry Island. So i took the dog out to go see if it was still there this morning and a good job i did because not only was it there but the 10 flange bolts i was using it to fit were also along side it I bolted everything up and was on my way, ended up riding to Tintern and doing some dirt roads on the east side of the wye valley up to Monmouth and back to Abergavenny. I think i felt better riding the dog this time out and ended up doing about 150 miles, the bike was almost as filthy as Bonnie Blue when i got home Some photos of the Clidach railway which is now a cycle route 30 years ago i went through one of these on my old CB750 they have blocked the entrance now so couldn't get in with the bike. may go and walk it tomorrow.

Had a 60 mile bimble around the clay country this morning, stopped at Parbados for the obligatory photo.

Mandi got busy with some work she wanted to do so I went and pulled the water pump off the Rover I'd just got back together. It was ticking over and I could feel coolant hitting me. The bearings were noisy anyway and I'd already mentioned that to the owner. I also had the alternator off as I thought it was at fault for not charging. I've never had the keys and have been hot wiring and didn't realise the Ign has to be on to power a relay for the alternator, but do now.

Well suitably fed and watered one of her mates called around to take her out for a ride to get her confidence back. Boots and armoured trousers on.

Wearing biking boots through the day is not nice at all, maybe get her some halfway sneakers that provide some protection but are still nice enough to wear when not on the bike? Glad she is mostly ok, she’s a trooper!

Took the Donk out for a run8

Yep, that DR650 is as cool as cool thing ,,,,,,,,,,,

Maybe he'll think twice now and keep out of your way. Try and keep calm Lyn.

Yep that's me >>>> Chief Twat.

Who's handsome ? what's he doing in your bed ?

how old is the twat .... is he to old to be enticed into a van with Haribo's ?

Sweet looking R7....