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I wouldn’t talk to a ginger taxi driver either.

Just got back from a funeral, the escort was from Tonypandy to Thornhill in Cardiff, in rush hour traffic don't think I've ever jumped so many red lights or pissed off so many dickheads on one ride before LOL. Barry entered the chapel with the Ace of spades playing then there was some Pink Floyd shit in the middle and we left with Monty python's always look on the bright side of life. The service was good for a funeral no religion what so ever and all about Barry. Two bikes broke down on route both Suzuki's what can we learn from this

Went out walking with the Dear Boy today, 11k round trip up river to the Village of Golant. Where my Mrs came from. We walked up the old coach road but I can't imagine anything that size getting through now. Golant is a beautiful little village with a tidal Pill created by the railway line going through. If you were to follow the railway line it would take you to Lostwithiel one way and Fowey the other. The last pictures are of my dream house. The Old Sawmills at Bodmin Pill about a 1k down river from Golant. My Dad worked there for the best part of ten years when I was young. I spent many hours there as a boy during school holidays. Idyllic part of my childhood that I remember very well. Little bit of an obstacle on the path up from Bodmin Pill.

Woke up to a lot of frost this morning, but the sun is out now. Still chilly…. Going to get the canoe into the water for a paddle to soak up some sun. Also going to install a skid plate thingy for the van. It covers the front underbody and protects the alternator that powers the cabins battery. This will also protect from rocks and stuff. Have a nice weekend everyone!

Bloody sprocket only fits one way i would have turned it around otherwise

Down Fowlups now, had to show them what a real bike looks like

Going for my covid booster at 11.30, I'm going on the donkey (DR650) . It should be doing about 140 mph by 12.00

My clients don't do the "away from office" thing. It's an old school industry for them and they're very much in it 6,5 days a week while managing an anual 8 to 11 million Euros business. On my part, Covid brought in a lot of good practices and a LOT of the ground work I used to have to do is no longer needed. I used to have to drive to places to collect an order that someone had written down on a piece of paper a couple of days before, just because that was their practice from 20 years ago. I would show up, and chat about football for 5 minutes, have a walk around their warehouse and then transcribe that order to a notepad, to then send it in as soon as I got a moment in the car with my laptop. With Covid suddenly clients didn't want meetings anymore so they got used to sending emails, and on the first year of Covid I lazyly rode around Portugal twice All that is failing now, though; the economy is failing, industrial consumption of my boards is dropping in a major way as our main industry is furniture (renovations too), costs are also rising so prices can't be dropped to help sales, it's a shit show made worse by peruvians being in charge of my main source of income. They're being eaten alive by slyer competitors in spite of advice given by me or other experienced iberian sales agents. What I get now, working alone with nobody else as my backup (unlike 3 or 4 years ago), is that I am never 100% on work when most people are (that is really cool when it goes well) but I'm never 100% off work (that is not cool and is never with any warning either). Going to Morocco, instead of leaving my mobile with my brother and checking in ever 4 days I'll be carrying it with me and working a little everyday, ideally that means less strain on coming back quick but who knows?

In what seems like a trend, now that I again decided to go to Morocco, stuff keeps happening. This morning my mechanic texted me he’s got the flu, so not available for the pre trip checkout and tyre change. This afternoon I begrudgingly called a friend who runs Porto’s biggest tyre selling shop and went there to have them fitted. They have a small shop for bikes, as it’s mostly cars and commercial vehicles. Then called a few places, and I’m booked at 8:30 monday for an oil and filters change at the local dealership, and the bike should be ready to go. The plan is to ride to my place for two or three nights. Hope to be in Tangier on Thursday or Friday next week.

I think you'd get a good trip off at least one.... DO IT YOU PUSSY!!

What you done to upset that girl looking through the window?..she seems to be giving you the finger.

Just been jabbed, got to wait 15 minutes now before I can drive

Let us know how it goes.

These photos confirm the fact that you are indeed a tightarse , look at the state of that front sprocket Whay you say @XTreme ?

Just put the middle daughter, the good one, one the bus for a residential week at college. Already missing her, its something she does every 3rd week but being regular doesn't make the house feel any less empty. I transfered a little surprise to her bank account so she will have some spending money for the local shop where she is at college. Her college is in the middle of nowhere and very rural near a little village. Stunning place in fact.

The wife's not a nurse she does admin there, deals with all the death certificates and any other paperwork to move them onto the undertakers. The day after Barry died another 4 died in the ward, she said i think i'm the grim reapers secretary

And, this is back on! Tomorrow I’ll be fitting tires on and having the oil changed on the bike. Then I plan to be in Morocco at the end of next week! It’ll be a couple of unbearably difficult days when I get there, I’m sure, but if the weather helps, and I have booked good weather, it’s going to be a cool and cold ride! With monkeys!! I had a couple of months of smooth sailing at work ahead of me, and started to get momentum going for Morocco, but as soon as I called my mechanic today for tomorrow’s works on the GS my main supplier announced a surprise price change. This will create a lot of chaos and orders lists and long fruitless conversations, that I plan to be able to handle tomorrow and monday, then pretending that I have a weak cell signal for at least two weeks

Today's little foray!

Anyone knows if these are edible and nice to cook? I've got them all over the place but no idea about them Those colors seem a little dangerous to me...

I would say I’m excited for you, but last time I did that Pete got all giggles on me…. So instead I will say, I hope you have a great trip and fun adventure.

I went to a funeral on Monday. I headed off from home in thick fog which only cleared just as I got to the crematorium about an hour later. I wedged my bike in a made up space.... made up by me) between a normal car space and a disabled bay and started walking towards one of the chapels with my crash hat in my hand. There was a load of motorcyclists sitting outside the little tea shop they have there and I could see them wondering who the fuck I was until I suddenly turned left and went to a different funeral to the one they had come for. They all left noisily when we were outside afterwards looking at the flowers etc. The funeral was for an ex barman from a pub I go to a lot, his name was Steve, he was only 33 when he died. A lovely bloke. The landlord of the pub he used to work for brought his Alsation Rudy to the funeral, Steve was the only other person the dog would ever let walk him. On his best behaviour throughout I should add, getting fussed by everyone afterwards. There were too many people to fit in the chapel and quite a few had to stand outside the doors which were kept open so they could still hear it. The wake was at the pub he used to work at. He actually got sacked from there, but he and the landlord had remained friends despite this. Learnt a lot about him from the celebrant, it was a totally non Goddy type funeral which I think is better. The poor sod had quite a sad early start to life, hard to equate with his happy go lucky nature.

In my industry post Covid has even been better up until now. Prices went up and up and up, while demand did as well so everyone happy. I never earned so much money doing so little. Now all is turning to shit

Bob's to kiss?

Firstly, I am free to manage my time daily, I can go for a walk with my dog instead of "working", or take a trip while working too, I can manage during normal work load to enjoy myself when I want to. That happens because most of my profit comes out of taking opportunities that come to me, I don't need to be sitting at a desk or driving around to clients 7 hours a day, and most of my clients have been for a very long time. On the other hand, I'm expected to do the same whenever those opportunities appear, or to solve crisis when they appear, be it now, be it in June or August when I'm one day into a beach holiday week. Shit breaks out two weeks from now and I'll be sitting at a table in Merzouga for two days looking at my laptop and asking clients not to bail out on my supplier. The part I like is that a most of them will think I'm 30km away, while a few will know I'm on the bike and tell me to fuck off in dearest way To be able to do this is cool, but never spending a week without a plan altering email popping up in the middle of your day for years is also getting old. I miss when I'd clock out to go on holidays on friday at lunch, and on saturday evening I'd be on the track car driving through France having forgotten all work things.

My mudguard extender worked nicely today. Rode into Porto on semi wet roads, and back, and my shock looks clean. Also, I was wearing jeans and sneakers and would have gotten wet feet and calves, stayed dry As I thought, this tire is bulkier than the worn TKC70 before, so there's a lot less clearance. It did not rub on the motorway, though, but I only managed to get to 150kmh because these tires aren't really feeling very safe when scrubbing them on wet streets in rush hour. I think it'll be ok, if not it's 4 zipties away from coming off anyway, I do like dry feet though

That's how you know she'll come back. A thank you now would be very suspicious

I'd also be looking for a way to get into that railway tunnel if it is abandoned

It is, if you follow the Saints way towards Golant then turn left at Penventinue to Lanherriot Farm, not on the map, and the old coach road is just on the left, you can't miss it there is nothing else there. It is possible by bike but a bit challenging, I did it on a DT175 many years ago.

My daughter hardly touched any alcoholic drinks till she went to uni. I get off the boat to the IOW, pick her up from the train station she'll say, Pub?

First of all, cracking photos , looks like a great walk Is this what you're referring to as 'the Old Coach road ' ? Is this it on the map, if so I'd love to ride up there

She knows him.

So she has one great night on the piss then

They kept staring at me, stunned by my handsome form

This just popped up on YouTube.....Mike Hailwood in 1966. Finished a minute ahead of the second placed rider, and lapped some of them twice! Yet in every vid of him he never looks like he's going fast because his style is so smooth!

Leaving in an hour or so to take the fucking munter and grandkids to Alicante Airport. 270 mile round trip FFS!

My older sisters and their boyfriends music got my attention but hearing Genesis selling England by the pound in my Neighbours car was a turning point. I'd heard the main hit a couple of times on the radio but this record was the one that started me buying albums on the strength of a couple of radio hits. Or recording them as I never was any good with money.

Dealing with death certificates is good cover for a serial killer.

Spain? WTF!!!

Lemme guess he should be taking the best bike ever made, EVER MADE and taking the all conquering Honda CB500X

Great for commuting but not much else.

I let the supermarché figure out which shrooms are edible.

My bikes goes 2000miles on a tank if it's all downhill

I played nearly every game mentioned here but the thing about IGI is that it is a free range game where you have multiple ways to get through it, also its mano et mano, no monsters or stuff, while you're huddling blanketed in your hovels or cardboard boxes in middle of road this winter download them and give them a go, you may be pleasantly surprised, keep in mind they were developed to train the SAS.

Still rockin' the shorts I hope you noticed. Fuckin' hard core, me!

I wanted to borrow your crayons 🖍