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Paolo had gone to church and then a pic-nic with his Nonna we had a chance to get out today . We went to Alfred's Tower and an ice cream parlour (no Strawberry) on a farm near Nunney .

Went out for a ride this morning, went to Damerells then Padstow and then followed the A39 (Atlantic Highway FFS) to Camelford then onto Bodmin Moor at Davidstow. Just a stunning place to be. Got lost for 30 minutes or so but knew it was all good when I found St Breward. Onto Blisland then down the A30 to Bodmin.

I finished my night shift at Lanson Hospital at 08:00 and should have gone home to bed but I got the Bat Signal from from the FOGGs (Fowey Old Grump Git Group) saying a ride out was going to occur at 09:00 4Turnings Garage. Of course there was no choice, I had the call! so I sneaked out of work 15 mins early pinned the throttle for the 35 mile ride back to Fowey. Got home, changed out of my uniform, took my meds and made 4Turnings with 10 minutes to spare. Didn't have time to swap bikes but I filled the CBF600 the day before and it was well up to the task of the old British Bike nails in the group. The Mission for the day was to find Martyn's ancestral home in Mousehole and recreate a photo of his Grandmother. At the meeting point we decided the first order of priority for the day was breakfast So we headed west, through Par, St Austell, Grampound, Tresillian, Scorrier, Portreath across the hayle Towans to Hells Mouth and the excellent Cafe that resides there. The Lads (Ha! that term was only accurate a long time ago in the 1970's) had the obligatory fry up but I, in my quest to be less of a fat cunt and survive past my upcoming 60th birthday, only had a coffee and tears of envy. Suitable vittled we again headed West through Hayle town past the Hayle estuary onto St Erth, Crowlas, Long Rock on to Penzance, Newlyn and finally Mousehole. Of course while we were there Ice Cream was on the cards. The Blackberry and Clotted Cream was particularly nice. Also saw a rat running around thought is was suppose to be the Mousehole Cat that was famous, shame he wasn't on duty today, he would have had some sport. Apparently the oldest house in Mousehole and the only one to Survive the sacking and burning of the village by the Spanish in the 15th century, or so the stone on the wall said. I think the Citroen is more recent. We met the nicest parking guy ever when we stopped who let us all park for free and also let us leave our helmets and jackets in his shed. Good guy, I reckon he liked the Cornish flag stickers on my bike, even though I do believe he was a Cockaneese in origin. We were probably lucky to get our helmets and Jackets back. Martyn majestically recreating the photo of his Grandmother in the exactly same spot a 100 years later. Interesting to note the name of the cottage now given that his family migrated East to Fowey (Foye). Looking out from Mousehole to Prussia Cove on a sunny day could almost be the Med. St Michael's Mount out there in the Blue. After enjoying a mouch around Mousehole on foot we headed off again. We thought about going to Lamorna Cove but decided not to as they have a particularly aggressive ANPR system there that likes to issue parking tickets like confetti if you don't pay quickly enough. Also on top of that there is essentially fuck all there apart from a cafe that is an Emmett honey trap and a disused granite quarry. People only go there because of the song. So we decided to go on to find the Merry Maidens Stone Circle in hope of benefitting from it's pagan fertility endowments. Couldn't fucking find it which was probably just as well given our age and collective health issues. So Penberth Cove was our decided destination given that it was much prettier than Lamorna Cove and free to park. Well I say park I meant abandon our bikes at the side of the road, but it was okay as the locals were all in a field at the WI Fete just up the road. Rather an attractive place. All run by the National Trust now so just an expensive dormitory with don't do this and don't do that signs everywhere. Still free to visit at the moment until the NT work out a way to commercialise the view. Steve having a Reginald Perrin moment, he said he was seal spotting but we know what he was up to, demented old fool. How the used to get the boats up and out of the water. How they do it now with a magic shed. Well not really, just an electrically powered hydraulic winch. Or so the geeks told me whilst on a Man Nip trip high on looking at mechanical things. Martyn testing the bridges capacity. You'll notice not much timber around here. When it all gets a bit to much best to sit and collect your thoughts. Martyn and Bob in crises or possibly just a bit sweaty. Dazed and confused group selfie just to prove I was actually there.

Not much to see really just out for a gentle bimble as my grey mates were all weary of the weather so I went out for a mooch on my own. Did 40 miles down to Gorran to take some practice shots for BOM.

I headed down to Newport now to go and have a gander at Wildcat Scooters. It was a fail as it wasn't open ........... As it was so hot now it was time for some refreshment , so I stopped at a pub in Caldicot ........... I then had a brief look at Caldicot castle................. I needed to fill up twice during the ride so it's probably a little bit thirsty (aren't all 2-strokes) and don't even ask about the faff with the pre-mix oil but all things considered this is a great little summer ride pop pop

Out with the Fowey grey gang today. Combined age 240+ years. Truro, Blackwater, Helston, Porthleven and finally Restronguet Creak to do a Freddie Dobbs. Well not really just for a pot of tea

I think you'll find we invented the language you pretend Viking ...........

We're all coming out of the closet now.

Just got some personal items brought over from the UK, old photos etc, that had been stored in my dad’s flat for years. Ended up in a mate’s lock up for a while but now all back here. Had a quick browse through this morning and found some great old photos. Here’s me on my way back from the Italian lakes circa mid 1990’s on the Cagiva Elefant 750. Absolutely soaked through due to crappy waterproofs. Old Skool cool!

Well that’s timely, this just came up on Facebook……….fucking old goat.

Prepare to be 'Scootered' again

What about one of these

Before I have another look at my pictures, here it is.

Don't start that shit again.

Felt the need , cool day now 26c , exc hasn't mixed it oil for a while so I took her down some lanes

He looks older than me.

65 years old today and mad as a box of frogs .....taking a road bike int wilderness

Out for my nephews birthday

I recently refitted my cogent rear shock after checking it over and had also fitted new cogent valves in the front forks so I decided to head for the whoops near Yarnbury castle did give it a check ride. Heading down the byway to Yarnbury I heard that familiar sound of a helicopter buzzing overhead , I stopped to take some photos as it had stopped in a nearby field to practise hovering . He then headed to towards me and we had a mutual thumbs up as he passed by ........... Suspension test was passed and I moved on to the byways around Stonehenge ........... Round barrows behind me on Normanton Down , https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Round_barrow I stopped in Tidworth for a bite to eat and then started to head back north to get home........ This is an unusual byway as you are riding through the landing lights for Boscombe Down airfield ................. Near Knapp Down there was a wild fire in the distance ............. I have ridden on Salisbury Plain for over 35 years but yesterday was the driest I have ever seen it, all the usual huge puddles were completely dry and huge dust plumes being kicked up by my bike .

Just got the news that a great friend of mine will be moving to Elgin in the next coupla weeks.... When I talked w/ him earlier, you could hear the enthusiasm in his voice. Known the guy for 46 yrs. & have always enjoyed Skiing, 2-Wheelin' & camping/fishing together. I hold him in high regard as he's the one who showed me this side of the state....Pretty stoked for him.

Even the spammers have stopped visiting the site since the dildo went up on the home page.

Don’t mind if I do ….,

I have no idea who this guy is but just tell him to FUCK OFF

Nephew passed his mod 1 and 2 Monday … he went and picked this up yesterday CB 1000r …

Where does it say there you can keep up?

Especially if the Dildo is in the back of a van

That's the forecast, so set off at 7.30 gor a bimble down the local lanes

He should call her “parts bin”.

every one says that

I hear him saying 'look at that wanker' every time I'm out on one of my Vespa's

Yesterday evening, me and Sofia visited the Ericeira Custom Festival, it’s on the edge of town so we walked there. It’s the second time it happens, so a pretty young event, but this year it’s already atracting lots of people and the rumble of bikes coming in and out of town is a welcomed novelty for me. Had a nice Burguer, and then the sunset made the light become really pretty pretty a bit. A Dutch tuner was there, with an ST running the 132 engine, tested at 167hp Some painters, airbrush artists, and small bike customizers too. Joaquim Rodrigues’ Dakar helmet The paintwork on this was insane: It was an evening well spent.

We stopped at Westerham on way for a coffee , bird in pic came through village think it is an r1 , saw her at Rykas .. with her flip up plate

I was shitting bricks when I first lifted it, I only managed to fit one frame hook as well but after giving it a few shakes I was very happy to work on it like that, I pulled the exhausts, footrest brackets and the belt guard, it was so easy working at height instead of crawling around unable to see the bolts. I now have it set up in the shed ready to drop the back wheel and pull the swing arm, I will have to clear a lot of stuff out of the shed while working on the bike but at least I can work on it in there. I’m very happy with my purchase. I may get some small ratchet straps though to use instead of the j clamps.

Lovely day here so I went out … the pub .. if you know you know .

You say that, but maybe she's the one. Nobody chooses their feelings!

Life just got a bit easier.

After I retired, my wife insisted that I accompany her on her trips to Asda. Unfortunately, like most men; I found shopping boring and preferred to get in and get out. Equally unfortunate, my wife is like most women - she loves to browse & leaves me with endless time to fulfil. Yesterday my dear wife received the following letter, from the local Asda Dear Mrs. Mabiscuit: Over the past six months, your husband has caused quite a commotion, in our store. We cannot tolerate this behaviour and have been forced to, ban both of you from the store. Our complaints against your husband, Mr. Harris, are listed below and are documented by our video surveillance cameras: 1. March 15: He took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in other people's carts when they weren't looking. 2. April 2: Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals. 3. April 7: He made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the women's restroom. 4. April 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official voice, 'Code 3 in Housewares. Get on it right away'. This caused the employee to leave her assigned station and receive a reprimand from her Supervisor that in turn resulted with a union grievance, causing management to lose time; and costing the company money. We don't have a Code 3. 5. May 4: Went to the Service Desk and tried to put a bag of M&Ms on layaway. 6. May 14: Moved a, 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area. 7. May 15: Set up a tent in the camping department and told the children shoppers he'd invite them in if they would bring pillows and blankets from the bedding department to which twenty children obliged. 8. May 23: When a clerk asked if they could help him he began crying and screamed, 'Why can't you people just leave me alone?' EMTs were called. 9. June 4: Looked right into the security camera and used it as a mirror while he picked his nose. 10. June 6: While handling guns in the hunting department, he asked the clerk where the antidepressants were. 11. June 8: Darted around the store suspiciously while, loudly humming the, 'Mission Impossible' theme. 12. June 9: In the auto department, he practised his, 'Madonna Look' using different sizes of funnels. 13. June 10: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed through, yelled 'PICK ME! PICK ME!' 14. June 12: When an announcement came over the loud speaker, he assumed a foetal position and screamed; 'OH NO! IT'S THOSE VOICES AGAIN!' 15. June 13: Took a box of condoms to the checkout clerk and asked where is the fitting room? And last, but not least: 16. June 14: Went into a fitting room, shut the door, waited awhile; then yelled very loudly, 'Hey! There's no toilet paper in here.' One of the clerks passed out.

Another bitchin' Z1-R from Bull Dock....

I was scratching my head trying to figure out what Ren was saying, I later discovered that he made no sense to anyone else as well.

This year's RiverFest didn't disappoint.... plenty of cool 4-wheel entry's. Most of the bikes were of the HD variety (nothin' new)....& a handful of tractors. A REAL van.... & my 2 favorites from today's show.... Love this '46 Chev w/ a blown small-block.... BadAss truck!