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If it was my boy yes, but the good one is only 17 and not up for that sort of thing. Or that's what I am hoping

It's possible but would cost a lot, looks like a one class racer from some port that I don't know. Fowey River has its own class of racer called Troy's where are a similar size. Falmouth have what they call Restricted 18's again of a similar size. My father in law was a local Boat Builder and built several of the Troy racers and restored others as well as a Falmouth 18. That's how I know the little I do. My wife and I had a Redwing 16 which was the same thing but different if that makes any sense, I am sure you can tell that I am and have never been a sailor, but I know lots of people who are. I do find the boats interesting though.

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.

Sad picture, an old racing yacht with no keel, mast or sails. Forlorn hull.

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.

Interesting review, reinforced my prejudice though. Still think EV's are low on the development curve in terms of being a real alternative to the piston in my living environment.

Yes mate, I was born 7 miles from where I live now

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I agree it is sub optimal, but is not something limited to Royal Enfield from what I have read. More related to the use of LED's in the instrument housing rather than any big change in the manufacturing process, so no heat from incandescent bulbs to dry things out. That's the straw I am grasping at

My Himalayan has been suffering with condensated clocks. Do any sort of reading or web browsing and you get the answer; they all do that sir answer. I saw a video on Youtube by a chap called Wee Jaunt who fixed the problem. He was a diver so knew a bit about preventing condensation. Anyway today I hopefully sorted my clocks but stripping them down, wiping the inside of the lenses with a weak dish soapy mixture and squeezing a small pack of silica gel in the bottom of the clocks. Time will tell how effective my efforts have been.

Yeah not really my thing nowadays Bob. If I was to go along that route I would buy something substantially lighter to do it with. My bike was bought as a commuter first and bit of a toy second. If I was to change my mind it would only be 4 screws and 10 minutes to change back to standard.

You'll know when mate. I played regularly until I was 42, but just didn't recover in time to train and play, I still turned out now and again until I was 45, but had to find another interest, just to old and brittle. Luckily my Mrs didn't mind, in fact she enjoyed going up the club now and again.

I have found that to be a common sentiment in terms of good walking boot brands nowadays. I must say that the Hagloffs I have, have been very robust. Not much tread left on them now but that have covered a long distance.

I don't think that sounds like a very healthy relationship from the outside looking in. I am lucky that my Wife doesn't stop me having a bike, although I know she is not that keen, I would imagine if I wanted to borrow money on the house to splash out on something big and expensive she would have something to say about it, but I wouldn't do that. In return I am not a big fan of horses although she and my daughters spend a lot of time and money on that. I understand that is their thing and I wouldn't want to spoilt it for them. You can't just shut downs someone's interests unless there is good reason, that hopefully you both accept. On driving I don't enjoy riding with my other half, way to leaden footed and ragey for my liking. She doesn't smash the cars up but they bleddy well work for a living when she is behind the wheel.

Thanks but no thanks.

Those sleeves also keep water in as well as keep it out from what I have read.

Yep I would say it is. The shock is still pretty clean and that was what I wanted preserved and protected from the salt when it comes.

To be honest I may have been a bit tetchy when I wrote that. It does work a bit but not the result I was expecting.

Was it or was Doom the first ? I also fondly remember TOCA touring car and Colin MaCrae Rally.

Yep spot on.

A cautionary tale. After getting stents done last January I started walking regularly. Like all daft blokes I thought I was training for some sort of walking competition walking two or three hours a day every day. If you do that you would be surprised how many pairs of boots you wear out. Anyway I coughed up for an expensive pair on the recommendation of one of the action men Paramedics I work with, ex marine,. They were and are still great but you need more than one pair because when you get them wet it takes a few days for them to dry out. Having coughed for the Hagloffs I couldn't afford another pair right away. So the inner tight ass thought get some cheap from FaceBook market place. Long story short I found a pair of Regattas that were worn once apparently for £10. Great, went and got them and they did look new, from a young beardy who had the cheek to push some weird religious materiel on me with the boots, in case I was interested. The boots had a hint of Fabreeze about them and a small whitish type stain on the toe, but I though for a tenner I couldn't go wrong. Wore them for the first time and it was pissing down, when I got home I left them in the porch to dry. Couple of hours later the porch absolutely wreaked of cat piss. The dog wouldn't even go out there. The beardy hipster bastard saw me coming big time. My fault for being a tight ass I suppose, I mean who sells practically new £80 walking boots for a tenner. Obviously some body whose cat had pissed in them. I still have the cat piss boots and do wear them on rainy days, now months later there is just a hint of a tint of cat piss when they are wet. I have nearly worn them out but won't bin them until they are knackered. So I still haven't learnt really. I have six pairs of walking boots, some cheaper some more expensive, and another pair new in the box. I have learnt something though, not to walk so far and I have cut my walks back to a couple of hours two to three times a week on medical advice.

Yes I remember all of them, loved Wolfenstein, A few year ago when the kids were smaller I used to play Minecraft with them. Bleddy loved that, could lose a few hours Minecrafting now if I had the time to do so.

First hand experience today, not very effective. The shock is still pretty clean but the rest of the back of the bike is shit high as normal. So works a bit but I had expected more after reading a lot of stuff about them.

Shit day, first the oldest child dropped his bike, youngest child had to be picked up from school after a mega meltdown. Third thing I discover the fecking hugger I put on my is a pretty useless waste of time and money. I am actually looking forward to going back to work out of the mad house.

That building is about 1000 years old. It was the Duchy Palace and later became the seat of the Cornish Stannary Parliament. The Black Prince, the first Duke of Cornwall used it as his meeting hall. It was originally part of a much larger complex of buildings. The small door is sort of short human size. I doubt anyone really knows now. Its being used as a museum now.