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That's why I got the CCM. 130kg wet as opposed to the GS's 244kg + panniers etc. I doubt that I could lift it up now that I'm approaching my dotage.

He's busy looking at stars. Maybe now it's raining he might put in an appearance.

I hope that they have it firmly anchored!

Hell no. Born in Cardiff to parents from North Wales. Moved north when I was five, then back to Cardiff when I was eleven. So mainly Cardiff, but speak Gog Welsh.

Yes. There were several along the coast of Cardigan Bay as well. We used to play in the ones around us in Dyffryn Ardudwy, but the Ingurlisch used to come and shit and piss in them in the summer.

I know of some people who were there recently, so probably yes. There are several similar places in Wales. Denbigh springs to mind. https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/abandoned-denbigh-insane-asylum Then there's Whitchurch hospital n in Cardiff, and Llwynypia hospitals recently empty but people get in there for photos. A guy that I worked with used to get into deserted bunkers, and disused ordinance depots and the like to explore and for photos.

This is a bit nearer for me; mental hospital and allegedly haunted. ? "The building, designed by Messrs Giles, Gough and Trollope of London followed the compact arrow plan and was built at a cost of £126,000. It was opened amid public ceremony on March 18, 1903, by the Rt. Hon. Lord Glanusk who said of it "everything has been done that human ingenuity could devise for the happiness and safety of the inmates, and under the blessing of God, for their speedy restoration to health." Like other contemporary institutions, the asylum was designed to be self-sufficient, and had its own private water, electricity, heating and sewerage systems as well as a considerable agricultural estate on which able-bodied patients worked to produce food for the hospital. As well as residential wards, the hospital had a large recreation and dining hall, kitchens, workshops "in which the patients [were] encouraged to spend their time profitably", a tailor, bakery, shoe-maker and printing shops as well as 8 acres of market gardens."

Great Pete! Like the music too.

Pretty crazy in Wales as well. ?

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Lovely light there. Scenery's not too shabby either.

Hmmmmm.

R. I .P. ?

Monday 4th Sept Lovely road over to Geiranger. Hassle with petrol pump payment system with apparent large payments from my account, but seems it’s a deposit which they never claim. Weird. Piss break. Apparently this stuff is edible, the reindeer eat it. Blowing like crazy here with dust stinging the face. Another speeded up clip. This trip was all about taking it easy and saving fuel! Great road down to Geiranger but place crawling with tourists from cruise ship. Think it was Costa Cruises. The platform at the top is the place at the end of the clip that I didn't bother with. Here I am at Geiranger after having a great ride through the mountains to get here. Great scenery, wonderful roads and enough hairpin bends to give Santa Sprocket apoplexy! Straight to the campsite at the edge of the fjord with only a cruise ship from Costa Cruises to spoil it a little. At least the ship lends the scene a sense of scale. The place is overrun with camper vans. Mostly middle sized ones with plenty of coach built ones. Fuel consumption today, mostly keeping to the speed limits, was a gratifying 68 mpg! Not bad for a loaded up 1200. Just a few random photos with the phone as I'm still missing the lead to my card reader. ? — at Geiranger Camping

Sunday 3rd Sept The road up to the Swedish border with Norway was very interesting passing through several ski resorts. The road coming down from the heights was quite enjoyable but the Swedes supposedly have an idiot proof system whereby the whole stretch is limited to 70 km an hour regardless of the straight bits in between the bends. Crossed over into Norway and stoped at a cleared bit of forest to take in the view. A shame about the tree stumps. I stopped at Lillehammer for a McDonald’s. Unfortunately the Wi-Fi didn't work so really it was a wasted break, but I was ready for the food. Rode about another 20 kms to find this place called Odden Camping, quite expensive at €20, but beggars can't be choosers. Somewhere to the west of Lillehammer having only done about 250 miles today. The tent was wet so I needed an early break in order to get it dried out. Tent up and dry now. Time for a brew and shower before chilling with a book.

Saturday 2nd Sept I can't believe that I have so little media. I must have been enjoying the ride. Sorry for the rather boring video. Up early, again, but had half a pizza from last night to eat, and a brew to chase it down was just what I needed. Visiting the toilet block I checked and found that the office didn’t open until 0900. I was all packed and twiddling my thumbs by 0730 despite having drawn out the packing. Tent had to go in wet again but at least the inside has stayed dry up to now. Having got my deposit for a card, that I didn’t even use, back, I aimed for the bridge to Sweden, just the other side of Copenhagen, about twelve miles away. Turns out it was half tunnel, half bridge. I thought that I’d arrived at the island that’s in the middle, when in fact I was in Sweden. I should have realised with the slightly different road signs. I rode north west along the coast for an hour or so before turning north towards Karlstad, it was a pleasant ride with fewer cars, maybe because of the weekend, and pleasantly scenic with rolling hills, occasional views of the sea, with farmland and forestry giving it all a bit of interest, a pleasant change from the last couple of days. When I left the motorway, more of a dual carriageway really, I ended up on a great road, down to single lane in places such as bridges, and was able to cruise along at about fiftyish. Really enjoyed it, sun shinning and dry roads. Best of all not a great deal of traffic. With fuel getting low I stopped at a garage and managed to put the wrong stuff in the tank. At least it wasn’t diesel. I transpired that it was ethanol. The bike didn’t like it when accelerating, but wasn’t too bad at a steady speed. Braking or changing down caused a lot of popping and the fuel consumption dropped to 40mpg, whereas I’d been getting just over fifty before. I passed some lovely lakes and rivers but nowhere to stop. They have the odd lay-by, that always seems to be randomly chosen with no view! All the lakes seem to have cabins or holiday homes around them with hardly any public areas. There was one area but it was full of lorries parked up. Not encouraging really. Another tankful of fuel sorted out the poor running and the consumption returned to about 50mpg. At the same stop I had a chilly dog, and a coke to keep me going. Rather than going to Karlstad I headed north slightly earlier so missed the built up areas. Not much overtaking needed really as most traffic seem to drive at the limit or slightly over it. It’s 90 kph most of the time which isn’t a bad speed for fuel consumption and the wind noise isn’t too bad. Eventually needed somewhere to stop so saw a track going into the forest. Followed it up to a cleared area where there was the remains of someone’s fire. Good enough but a bit rough, nothing that the sleeping mat couldn’t cope with! I heard some strange dog like noises late in the evening. Looking at Google found that there are wolves in this area but can’t say that it bothered me. They’re said to be wary of man unless starving, and this time of the year I can’t see that being the case. Did hear some strange bird calling, some sort of raptor I think. Probably eagle owl. This is a distribution map link for wolves in Sweden. wolfeducationinternational.com

@BusBoy The bloody video editing is doing my head in. ? There are days when It rained so no photos or videos. That’s why I need to go again to fill in the gaps. ?

Next week maybe. ?? I only had four days, was paying off a ship with flight booked, and limited internet and maps for planning. The two objectives I had were Cape Agulhas and the Swartberg Pass including the Kango Caves. It was wonderful. That Chapman’s Peak Drive is something else!!

I think this is the route that I took. Three nights away.

Fuel manifold was shagged as was the rear shock. Still good for 100+ . The last owner was quite taken with it. ?

I got this after getting back into biking - brother and his grandson posing. Then there was this. This was at Land's End after setting off from Joh'n o Groats the day before and riding through the night. Had a test ride one one of these so had to get one. This was somewhere near the Parc Naturel Régional du Verdon, I think. Not mine , a hire bike, but I like the photo - in South Africa. And then I got myself a KTM. This was on Skye. Loved the bike, but it was too tall and I was always afraid of dropping it. So I got one of these. This was a quick weekend over in Normandy for tax purposes! Unfortunately I put it through a hedge. This was the replacement being craned off the ship I was on, up in Scotland, so that I could go for a ride. Lots of bikers on there, including the captain. I acquired The Turd round about this time. Sold it to a mate at cost as he was bike less at the time. He made a fortune out of it when his neighbour drove over it and it was written off. The Turd is dead. Long live The Turd. Never comfortable with the bike after the hedge incident so got one of these. This was in Romania I think on the way back from Greece. I got this as a project which never got off the ground so virtually gave it away to a new home. Now I have this. And this.

WTF? ?

Is he still an excavating shitting machine? ?

I can remember that. It’s got a lot worse since then.

I wouldn’t dream of leaving a bike unattended in Swansea. There are constant reports of bikes been stolen around there. ?