Pedro

Yes, because it is a motorcycle.

It’s still a bicycle.

It’s a good thing, that you don’t judge his lifestyle.

pictures with the mark on them … you’re not buying any, are you?

I showed the GS how you improved your Harley with an angle grinder, and it didn’t dare to leak anymore.

So, two days ago, woke up and swiftly headed out before it got too warm. As I got just down the road I stopped to check I hadn't forgotten my laptop, stopped by the lake and the water level was maxed out, good! Alentejo is the Spring: Alqueva lake on a clear warm spring day. I took my usual dirt road detour next to the lake to check if I could spot Malaquias, the older gentleman I met here last time. His car wasn't in his property but his two big guard dogs were, so I carried on. A couple of hours later, and I'm getting to the Algarvian hills, on the other side is the ocean and my desired lunch destination. I love these roads but sometimes the tarmac is very rough, being municipal managed roads they vary a lot in quality from one spot to the other. My destination, for a plate of clams. Lunch was my only plan, I didn't feel like waiting around a long time to then get into an overpriced hotel in the touristy Algarve, the 25th April is a holiday in Portugal so along with the previous weekend's Easter holiday it was bound to be seen as high season. I pondered riding back home but and rang a friend in Faro and he had no plans for that night, so I took advantage of his hospitality and headed over. On the way to Faro I found this amazing minuscule road that for 7 or 8km is probably the best road in the region: Faro was warm, it got to 29º that afternoon making it the first warm day of the year. The night was pure Algarve in the way the it was very warm with no wind, we went out to dinner and drinks in the town, and got to bed by 4am. In the morning, we rode up to the hills for a goodbye espresso, and we parted ways. Stop to put on my sweater as the temperatures were definitely cooler today, and those clouds were low and no longer felt like summer. Didn't stop until I got to a usual dirt road shortcut, it's very pretty country there so worthy of a scenic stop. And that's it. Hadn't been on the bike for what felt like ages, I was really missing it so these 4 days felt very nice.

No report post from today, it’s been a long night figuring out geopolitical shit and am too tired.

Is it a GS?

Nice scenic spot!

Where are you going then?

How can the engine run fine if it doesn’t start?

No, but…

What part of ‘I’ll use the last one you post” don’t you understand?

Hey @boboneleg, did you know both Tom Jones and Elvis sang a song about @Six30?

Since @Six30 is all mouth and no trousers, all bark and no bite, all talk and no action, here is the Bike Of The Month picture submission thread for April. You can submit several pictures, I will use the last one you post. It needs to be a horizontal picture, of a bike you currently own, and taken on a ride in April. By end of afternoon on the 28th, I’ll stop submissions and start the vote thread.

Looks fine stopped

This is you this is, @Six30

English cigars?

I found bins, but chose to take pictures elsewhere

After saying goodbye to the cyclists, I head out to a very pretty part of Serra da Estrela, often ignored by biker tourists. The weather is great and the roads are empty. Stop by a castle and have s look around searching for an espresso, with no luck. It’s a very pretty well fixed up village though. take an unnecessary dirtroad detour, with what turned out to be a nice road just next to it Got up to the peak with very little traffic and didn’t even stop. It snowed last weekend, plus a national holiday on Friday so lots of people up there, I carried on. Going down the mountain I didn’t feel like stopping at all now, it had been a long time off the bike and I was loving it. Carried on south and into the Alentejo always on small roads. Temperatures got high, at over 25, and Spring is springing. From boulders and rock mountains to rolling hills feels like heading South for sure. Found a deal on a room and stopped for the day after a good day on the bike. In time to freshen up and watch the sunset while searching for dinner. Braised pork cheeks with oven cooked rice, it was fantastic.

Well, Bob, during the course of dinner and breakfast, which I also had with them, I learned a few interesting things: - They don't mind peeing during a race. If it's winter and really cold they welcome it as it warms up their legs. They disregarded my suggestion that if everyone stops for a flat 3 minutes to pee then civilization wins and nobody looses time. - They think they're faster going down a mountain than a motorcycle. I told them they only think that because the motorcyclists are carrying a cameraman standing up and wait for them everywhere except for 5 seconds during some apexes, I almost got one of them to propose a grudge match - They don't eat bread with dinner, ever, but do eat proper food with the apetite of young lions. - If an athlete wishes to have a glass of wine or one beer at dinner, he can, if it's nice red wine. If he really doesn't take a lot of pleasure out of it, all they ever drink is water. This does not apply for coaches - For celebration with alcohol, bubbly is good for them, apparently does something for their gut? - Breakfast on race day consists of a big breakfast of oats and yogurt and stuff like that, but then they also have lunch at the same time, which today consisted of pasta and eggs. Then they don't eat until 6PM after the race except very soft energy boosters in a pinch. - A few of these kids, all aged from 18 to 20, do practice runs of pushing by themselves for over 100km, and enjoy it!!! - Between today and sunday, they will have raced for over 1000km. - Turns out cycling is much more of an individual sport than I thought. They each play a part for the strategy of the team, but are judged merely on their individual abilities.

You took it on, so it’s up to you.

You’re doing it.

Is this classified information?