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When the Hayabusa first hit the showrooms there was a demonstrator in motorcycle world in Talbot Green close to me, i had bought a few bikes off the prick there so thought i'd see if i could get a test ride but he said he wouldn't let me go out on it unless i was buying it and done all the paperwork upfront and then the last thing would be a test ride. When i asked why he said people were taking it out just to do the top speed on it which is what i had planned LOL and he had the police phoning him almost every time it went out to say his demonstrator had just done a runner again

Fly zipper broke... And a tour of some waste land with no one around..... I think there was some serious rectal stretching going on....

This is a very unusual Ride Report! Firstly, I had somebody with me! I know, who in their right mind would want to go anywhere with me? Well fortunately I found somebody who wasn't in their right mind......and that was @Skippy! Being a Cockney he wanted to relive his life in London during the Blitz.......so I was happy to oblige with a visit to an abandoned village. And unfortunately there is no onboard footage to show you this time, because somewhere en-route the cam got completely splattered with bugs. However, I do have a couple of clips......firstly there's Skippy wading through the debris in the village, and the other clip is when we reached this town and his Kwak started playing up. We met up in Barranda at a cafe..... Then it was off the beaten track to get to the abandoned village......mainly on potholed roads which didn't do Ray's back much good! But as you know, Rugged Individualism is never an easy gig! You can see how impressed Ray looks when he first saw the place. We had a stroll around....... I sent Ray on ahead so any shit that was going to happen would happen to him! After checking out a few compact and bijou properties we got back on the road and crossed from Murcia into Almeria! Here's me stuck with Ray's barge while he test rode the CB..... In case you missed Ray's CB review on the other thread, here it is: After that we crossed into Granada, and once we got within the boundaries of this town Ray's zip on his jacket broke and he got some warning light flashing on the Kwak. Only one thing for it......go into a bar! They served me this shit......might be alright for @Pedro but I wouldn't eat it. Cockney's are known for eating weird shit, so Ray piled it in! Then it was back to the bikes...... .......and I showed Ray the best route out so he could get the Kwak back home. I've heard from him......and he got back with no further drama! But we had a good run......just gutted my onboard footage got fucked up by flies and mosquitoes! Anybody is welcome to join me at anytime......particularly any of you big talkers! Personally, I don't think they'll hack it.....what you say @Skippy?

Well another 160 km bimble...

I slept in a cave there once, it’s an experience, and if there are no more guests to make a sound the complete darkness and silence makes for an interesting night. You wake up and have no idea if it’s 3am or already day

120kph pfffft i was doing more than that on the XR400 today

Gotta love a Hayabusa But you’re right, it’s an age thing now! That’s me, when I bounced a whole lot better than I do now, going round Donnington Park on a track day. What was I thinking of?

She ?? @XTreme told us it's a bloke

So you think a busa is too much, I see that more likely that as you have got to your old age you're reflexes aren't what they used to be and you can't handle it, I'd be able to ride whatever on those roads and still live to tell the tale but we aren't all to the same standard I guess... I mean we do have a few harley riders on here don't we....and that says it all.

Ok, you may have a hot lap top but will you be sat in a lay-by near Bristol airport at stupid o-clock tonight waiting to collect your mother-in-law and her argumentative niece. Welcome to my world, at least I can pretend I don't understand her if she kicks off (my wife's cousin)

I’ve had two over the years but the first one I bought was when I took my first TL1000S into my mate’s shop for a service and he always let me take a bike out for a few hours. Now, I’d had a real assortment of bikes as a loan bike from him over the years but taking that Busa out was off the scale. I spent the first hour trying to calibrate my brain to the acceleratorion, the second hour muttering to myself “why on earth would anyone need this kind of power?” and the third and final hour telling myself that in no account was I going to buy one. I’d been back in the shop for a minute before I ordered one. They are that kind of bike.

The Enfields with out a doubt

After my previous experiences I’d paddle home and fix it myself before handing it over to another mechanic. Did I mention I can paddle my bike pretty fast now?

I ended up with a load of fucking leaves and nettles in my boot after climbing over the debris! Came close to falling over actually!

Look at this sad old twat here He's putting his boots back on after the DBM's have had their way with him (they can't reach if he's got his boots on) . Also take note of the rope just to the right of his bike which they obviously used to tie him up first

We'll have to do another run sometime and call @Slowlycatchymonkey and Mr Slowly in for it! With their Enfields! What could go wrong?

To be honest, it was one of my most favourite bikes and I’ve had a lot of them. I found I could load it up with the Mrs and luggage and blast off to Europe. It was ballistically fast but easy to ride slow too. It was a real feel good bike and if I win the lottery I will buy another one just keep in the garage and take it out when the mood takes me.

I don’t think they’ve got the minerals Pete.

Watch out Ray, he's just trying to entice you into that abandoned building across the road

Do you wear Lycra ?

Took a pic.

Prior to the unforeseen circumstances on our run, @Skippy gave the CB a test ride! Now as you know, I've raved about this thing since I had it........and taken relentless abuse about it! This certainly seems the bike that some of you love to hate! No idea why! So I asked Ray if he wanted to test it out and give his opinion.......after all, he's similar age, stature, and riding experience. Have I been making false claims about it to justify my purchase? Find out the truth! Turn up the volume!

Hmmmmmmmmmm, a rollsroys you say. Is that some chinese make

Anyway, I'm back to a full sized legal plate on the donkey, it's even had an identity change

Oh my lord... I've ridden a sporster before many years ago and today I switch motorcycle for about 50km...with one.... Well guys... It's definitely a piece of shit... I can't hide the fact anymore... My barge is like a rollsroys compared to a KIA Rio..

They’re afraid to try it because they know they like it.

Dang 99% charge to 7% in less than an hour. I'll say goodnight before I have to call the fire brigade

Here we go @Skippy......the Harley gayboys are off again! Next thing they'll start insisting I'm ginger and about 5'2".

im up for it , where can i hire a bike from near you ,enduro type and recommend a hotel

Might need the iPhone 14 upgrade soon then, it lets you make emergency phone calls via satellite. Not that I'd need that on a trusty Enfield mind you

Hmm are you just fitting us in with another teabag run?

With your Kwak and the 2 Enfields the fucking Grua guys here will be rubbing their hands with glee!

The lady doesn’t lie

Enfields. Flawless machines

The thing with kids is they're so fucking childish!

The way I look at it is that we were all kids once and perhaps some of us weren't exactly angels ourselves, In my experience it's usually the parents who are wanting because the kids get in the way of what they want to do or they just can't be bothered to speak to them and try to show them right from wrong.

She looks familiar?She looks familiar?

Holyshit you guys sound funny... Is that they call hillbilly English in your parts... We have those around here has well... But they mostly live in the woods.... Im sure there's some insest going on but I'm not sure... What I know for sure is that they all look alike... I still don't know what your going on about the CB 500....I'm sure it would make a nice in town commuter.... There's no way in my mind I could stand that thing on a multi day ride... Doing 500 plus km days... We have different types of roads and sometimes we need to run on highways to get to piont a to b.... At speeds of 120 kph...and overtake transport trucks.... The ktm 1290 is just purring at those speeds... Your would be winning at almost the redline..... It would be alright I guess if you were riding with a bunch of mopeds...

did you have a bunch of midget dago bummers standing round you with their pants round their ankles just staring at ray ready to pounce if he didn’t say what you told him

aye, aye. It seems that I've turned into a bot from Pakistan

He sounds like a shit parent, full stop . Kids always tug at your strings, if you can't deal with it don't have kids.

When one of my dogs was a puppy I put the Chinese takeaway containers in a bin liner in the garage on a table so she couldn’t get into them but as the gloop found it’s way to the bottom of the bin liners the corner of the bag went over the edge of the table, the tip of this corner was just in reach but only just. Her razor sharp puppy teeth tore into the corner but as she couldn’t reach any further it funnelled like an icing bag copious amounts of mostly what looked like sweet and sour sauce all over her head and face. She re-entered the kitchen cool as a cucumber like nothing had happened. Made me love her even more. Bad and cool.

I make us up some lovely sarnies and tea from my food stash and we get packed up. The lift to the vehicle deck is broken and we’re on deck eight. It’s so bloody hot in the vehicle deck and the walk hasn’t helped. Some folk have sweat quite literally pouring down their faces. A very round tubby shaped guy tries to squeeze between my bike and a leather embellishment on his clothing wraps itself around my indicator. He doesn’t look or stop and starts forcefully yanking his kutte, I shout woah woah woah, he ignores me so I grab the offending dangling thing on his kutte and yank him backwards shouting more loudly WOAH. Badass biker or not I’m not having him wrecking my bike. He still doesn’t look back and starts pulling again. Mr Slowly see’s me struggling with the dumbass and clambers in front of him saying mate MATE YOU HAVE TO STOP. He did because cos Mr Slowly is now in his way and I kept my indicator but bloody hell my hands now really hurt from holding onto that bowling ball! I untangle him- no apology, he didn’t even look back. I mutter to myself he’s an ignorant man. I start to fret that if my bike stalls while in gear I won’t be able to move it and I’ll block other people getting off the ferry. So I climb to the people I’d potentially block in and say I’m going to roll my bike back to the side and they should go around because I’ve developed a fault and need to get off last. Well it was only dumbkutte guy wasn’t it. I think he thought I’d come to tell him off. He looked fearful and then relieved. Then offered to help with my bike. Which I politely declined as I’ve had one dumbass mechanic working on it already and could well do without another People are so strange. First stop Mr Slowlys favourite Motel nr Valladolid and he’s determined working speedo or not to lead us there! I generally choose the accommodation based on the bike parking and this garage off your bedroom thing they do in Spain is excellent. Don’t have to fully unload your bike or carry your gear miles and can check your bike over easily out of the sun or rain Next morning we set off for Parla on the edge of Madrid. Again chosen for the parking. It’s warm and partially cloudy so the 25 degrees when riding feels good. A smiley photo before I left Emporio just for @Grasshopper