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Don’t panic, it’s not one of those ‘guess-what-I-might-buy’ threads but a simple heads up that now the Suzuki DR600S is almost sorted and ready to take over dirt duties the Himalayan needs to be outed for something more road orientated. Off to Alicante in the morning to see a tidy Kawasaki z750 with not many klms and as pretty as a pretty thing. Plenty fast enough for an old man.

Don't let the haters get you Pete.. You have a perfectly good turd.. Its technically advance like a volks engine with cylinder hanging off the side from 1973... I think there all jealous...

It's back! Came on a trailer not a van......with another Beemer that's being delivered to Murcia now. Lorenzo the driver reckons he won't be back home in Granada till 1AM. And to mark this joyous occasion I did a "This is The Style" vid......you stupid fuckers need to check this out!

I want a pic of it being wheeled out the van @XTreme

Very true……..anyway I might get it resprayed into the Kawasaki Team France colours of red, green and white. Obviously it will turn me into a riding god.

It's a Givi Trekker! Not to be confused with a George Foreman Grill.

That ‘shit on it’ you refer to is obviously flies, which proves that Lorenzo drives his car faster than you’ve ridden a bike

Do they sell Teutonic oil belchers at top price......................... asking for a friend

No sweat.....I need a BOTM shot anyway.

You need to ask them to take those red stripes off even if they don't sell it to you, just to gain karma points in the universe.

7.30 this evening it's back!

Not only that but a new ABS module fixed an oil leak.

This is a fucking cracker … you best sit down and hold on to your ribs fellas …. @XTreme been told his bike is all done and he is getting it back .

To the Dago motorcycle shop …

This is from Pete.

Prior to the opening of the Severn Bridge in 1966 we had to get into England by going on the Aust Ferry.

Getting trolled by Marcel is a new low.

Pete at 8pm

Very drunk. I've been green laning... On foot. Looking at butterflies. Threatened to rain earlier but it soon changed its mind and put the blue back up. Currently supping a (french sized) pint, listening to conversations in German, Dutch, French, and Belgian, and waiting for the food to roll up. No sign of Tony yet.

Holy shit she's horny.

In the good old days there were no mobile phones

It'll go ok, it's a BMW

Nice one Pete hope it goes ok from now on.

Current Location. Got very drunk last night. 2 Abbey beers on top of a salad = twatted. But another fine day in store!

I just can't wrap my head being stuck riding on a island like Scotland... Wtf.. You just ride around in circles?

You want to spank me while being involved in a bondage situation?

That must be the gayest top box I've seen in years...is that made by cf moto?

All the time, takes forever to get to Tesco.

The island of Scotland, it’s tiny.

Those dago midgets will be be waiting for you in abandoned buildings, get out and get bummed.

You should of told him the other one was yours

Fingers crossed Keith.

Cheers Fred, the converter arrived this morning Just got to wait for the new TV to arrive now. I envisage a situation whereby I'll be sat in the chunnel while Ersilia is on the phone to me asking how she gets the TV to work

Now would you believe it.....it's started fucking raining. We haven't had a drop in the month it was away!

10 days

I give it a week.

This thread should be renamed “Gammon and Mange Love”

I'm actually looking forward to the ride report of this, with two very distinct guys talking of the same trip!

The air was cool with a very hot sun. interesting day today. electric problems. Bodged and limped to Besancon. New/old part found and sorted. But it took hours. Stopped for a meal at Gap (appropriately enough) and from there to Le Camping Moto, in the Vercors. Arrived at dusk so tents up and sorted fast! and beer. what a day. We should have been here by 4. Not 9:30!!! spotted a treasure at the bike place…

So instead of being miserable about my clutch I decided to do something completely deranged instead (as one does). The Hanuman Enduro Competition was so far out of my comfort zone, I really thought I must have lost my mind when I signed up for it. But it also turned out to be one of the destroying and affirming experiences I've put myself through in years (and I have a bit of a record of putting myself in out-there situations). It was just... wow. I wrote up the full story on my blog bikehedonia.com