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calm down .... was only a joke , hope i dont get all grumpy and bitter when im your age.

Mum's great, first question, "Where did you put them last" ummm, mum ,ifffin i knew that...lol

Found my license Used a waterproof wallet I rarely use for the ABR festival. Mr Slowly suggested it was that last night just as I was drifting off, as a consequence I had a shit nights sleep waiting to wake up this morning and find it but very happy ii wont be carting all my bike gear over there for no reason Got to go now, haven’t done the coronavirus tests, the locator form or hired a car

I was just thinking about how something that was originally planned as an adventure/dualsport motorcycling forum has actually evolved! Because over the course of 17 months we've become a type of hybrid of a general motorcycle forum and an OAP's drop in centre! Never saw that coming.......guess it just shows how the demographics have changed over the years! But still.......if the direction of the site is driven by the members that has to be a positive! One person's vision and direction is never going to be a good fit for everybody. So if you know any other sad old cunts who are also past their sell by date then bring them in! Do you think it would help if we became www.sadoldcunts.com

Just the one photo as I was having too much fun. The Rambla de Oria is as wide as a European motorway, completely deserted and much more fun!

You lose chit like i lose chit, half my life is spent looking for something i put down and forgot where i put it.

Especially if they're the 3 foot bum bandit types

I don't think so.....but she will have some pain in Spain soon when she has to deal with lazy Dagos on a daily basis!

The rain, long promised arrived and so we’re heading away from the coast to Tipperary - which as you all know, is a long way. Currently enjoying lunch a late lunch at a random service station that seems to be doing a roaring trade in soft ice cream- the favourite seems to be a huge 99. We’re here in a village called Killdory. Yesterday had a ramble round east Kerry and visited the finest example of a tower castle, just walk in a have a look. The sign said.

I know … scary how quick the time goes .

You won't be waiting long.

When I used to go to motorcycle meets or shows the usual demographic was on the older side! Maybe the change in the motorbike tests all those years back is really starting to bite now? Not that I advocate that 17 year olds should still be able to stick a set of L-plates on a 250cc bike and set off on it with no training, etc. I'm speaking purely of the UK system here of course. But there is definitely fewer kids getting into biking in the UK these days.

Link brings you back here. So it is, and we are.

Always choose your tattooist carefully!

The fighting Moroccans continued Because Normsboy had dobbed me in to the old bill, I was given notice that I was going to be interviewed and to keep myself available on the days they would be at our office. Now if it was a tv drama, they would walk casually alongside me asking pointed questions as I carried on working, with me occasionally shouting at a road worker to sort himself out or else and with only half my attention on the interview. In real life they take you to a quiet room, get out large witness statement notebooks and pens and write down everything you say, then they make you sign and date it all afterwards. This is how you start your career as a Supergrass. I think they also made enquiries about my holiday plans for the next few months. As they led me through my story, they would occasionally ask for more detail on certain points. One of these was the first knife I had seen. I asked if I could just sketch it rather than describe it. This was agreed and I knocked out a quick piece of artwork in their notebooks. The police woman was most impressed and said that I should get a job involving drawing. This led me to believe that she hadn't been paying attention when asking me my occupation at the start of the interview. Eventually I was let out and the next person called in. The person brought in to be interviewed after me was a lady called Fiona. Fiona was famous for two things, well three things, but two of them were a matching pair and had been allowed to hang free since some time in the 60s and showed no intention of giving in to gravity or age. The third thing she was famous for was being in an almost permanent state of drink induced happiness. A few months later we heard that there was to be a trial and quite a few of us were to be called as witnesses for the prosecution. Well it was a day out, even if it was in Southwark Crown Court. The two opposing Moroccan families, henceforth known as Family 1 and Family 2, had chosen different paths to justice. Family 1 had decided to all plead guilty, so we weren't called to their trial and most were sentenced to various terms of imprisonment. Family 2 however, about 6 or 7 of them, had all pleaded not guilty, so it was the full trial by jury jobby, with a barrister for each of them against one and an assistant barrister for the prosecution. The wig bill alone must have been huge. My friend who had been subpoenaed was still determined not to go and stayed at work on the day of our trial appearance. Nothing came of that and she heard no more about it. The rest of us, about 10 people all told, set off on the London underground to get to the mysterious south part of London. Only the other side of Tower Bridge, but an alien land to most east Londoners. Fiona and her two friends quivered along with us, she was always happy, and weaved occasionally as we negotiated various trains and escalators to get to the court.

And the older ones are now finding things like the big GS's are too big and heavy to live with. So that market is going to diminish. However, middlewight Adv bikes are now flying out the door here.....I've seen 15 year old 650 Stroms up for 5K in dealers and they're gone in days.

Happens all the time in corporate marketing departments, Honda tried to market to the young and the restless with the honda element, trouble was only old people with dogs bought them, turns out the targeted audience had no money who cares what they want ffs.

You might not be the oldest, but by fuck you're the saddest with your fucking van and fake photos!

For the connoisseurs on here!

Fuck I thought that was normal.

I hate losing my glasses! Because without my glasses I can't find my glasses!

All things being equal (or perhaps just Covid free enuf) Ill be picking up the keys on Friday I seemed to have right royally screwed up though, I cant find my driving licence anywhere. Ive taken the day off tomorrow to tear the house apart looking for it but this could be the dampest squib Ive ever presided over. I have another premonition.. hiring a car or motorbikes without a licence will be tricky (impossible), how does she do it we ask? Fuck knows. Ill try and post updates of the unfolding disaster/triumph but I got a feeling I’m gonna be busy ripping the house apart so that Mr Slowlys “Welcome to motorcycling in Spain” doesnt turn into “Welcome to you doing all the driving because your wife is a half wit”

Not much of a report this was a reccy ride for a TRF event this weekend near Hay on Wye no photos just this video, I was behind the camera man most of the day so you wont be lusting after my fat arse. The event is the Hereford Hospice Trail (HHT) in support of the St Michael's Hospice in Herefordshire. The Hospice provides palliative care for whoever needs it, in a timely manner and in a form that suits them. In the past 3 years the Herefordshire TRF has rasied over five thousand pounds in aid of this most worthwhile charity. This was our route for the day

do you think she is having a pop at you with title of post ?

I don't know if anyone else follows 'Fall Off Phil' on Facebook (he is on another bike site as well), he posts all of his motorcycle rally photos and was a regular sight wherever I went. His rally pictures (and some videos) start about 1980 and the bike ones stop about 2015. It's fascinating to see not only the bikes change, but the clothes, the tents, the food choices, the beer types. What doesn't really change is the people. It's young people in the 80s and old people after the millennium. i.e it's the same people going, not much new blood. I have yet to see myself in a single picture, although I do find other people I know who I was there with. I have only made one comment on FB and no one followed it up. It was a picture of a rally in the 80s and out of 4 people three were posted as RIP. All I said was, That sounds like a rough rally! but I think my comment was 'too soon'. Phil Drackley is his real name. He's bound to be one of Pete's friends actually.

I also reckon that, as people start to feel the impending Financial squeeze and fuel prices rise, there will be a shift to smaller capacity, more economical bikes or to all electric. I think that the big capacity bikes are now facing their final years.

Less young getting into bikes.......that I agree with. But many on 125 cc scoots around here......like flies round shit!.

speak for yourself you sad old cunt

Could do with Moulder & Scully on this one.

https://www.flightradar24.com/ Not sure if this will work. Click on the plane or helicopter

1968 was a good year...

Spooky happenings Clive

Mine looked like this, and i hand painted "Death from above!" on one of them.

Chatsworth, half a hour ride from here..

Time warp skip, happens all the time.

Lancaster crashed there in WWII: https://www.bbc.co.uk/history/ww2peopleswar/stories/51/a4965951.shtml

People say it's bullshit etc......but I know what I saw! Put me on a Polygraph and it would confirm I'm not lying! And as I discovered, many others have seen it to. After it happened the last thing I'd ever have thought of was it was an apparition......I thought it was just some twat fucking about.

Here's the plane incident: It was April 1995 and I was driving along a deserted road in the Welsh countryside......between Landeilo and Llandovery. It was a long straight for about 2 miles, and way up ahead in the distance I could see something above the road heading towards me. As I got nearer I could see it was a plane...it seemed to be greyish in colour, and no markings that I could see. As I got even closer I realised how low it was....basically about 50 feet (if that) above the road. I hit the brakes, kept watching, and I could make out propellers on the wings. I was slowing down, but not quick enough....and the plane was literally straight in my path. I kept my hands on the wheel but instinctively ducked my head as the plane seemed to pass literally inches over the roof of the car. The strange thing was that there was no sound, and no feeling of wind as it passed. I came to a halt, I looked behind and there was NOTHING to be seen. I put it down to a freak accident that I'd managed to avoid. There were no other vehicles on the road at the time. I told the wife all about it when I got home and just forgot about it after that! Just thought it was some amateur pilot who was pissing about or something. However, 2 years later I was living in Milton Keynes and reading a newspaper article about a ghost hunter who was listing his findings in different parts of Britain. And one of the reports was a phantom plane seen at the exact same location where I had that experience. And his description of the plane was exactly the same as mine. Then I did a search on the Net for further info...and I found this on the Paranormal Database, and there are many other references out there. Wellington Bomber Location: Llandovery (Wales) - Towy Valley, between Llandovery & Llandeilo Type: Haunting Manifestation Date / Time: Unknown Further Comments: A training zone for World War 2 crews, one assumes this phantom belongs to a group that didn't make the grade. So it appears, even though I didn't know it at the time, that I did witness an apparition which many others have seen over the course of the last 75 years.

The US air force flew Phantoms, parked them next to my house on guam cause they knew i liked to play with the ones that wernt working and id fix them up.

Probably been restricted.

problem in your house is its to fucking hot with no air con and your pics and cutlery are trying to escape.

Witch

I wouldn't want to walk some of those trails let alone try to ride them! Looked like a good ride.

Cor knackered watching it

If you have a photo card thats dandy. If you have a paper licence you need a IDP. The only changes are if its a UK vehicle you must display on the number plate a GB sticker (this changes to a UK sticker on the 1st January) and unrelated to Brexit Spain like France has now made motorcycle gloves mandatory.

Not sure he is involved but this route is for Sunday and is going to be led by members of SWTRF and i think there's a few other routes being put on by SWTRF members i wont be there this weekend