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Went to bed early last night with a pounding headache not like me to have them at all but up early this morning getting ready for a weekend in cider country on the bike with the wife. Going to a motorcycle rally near Banwell, hopefully not as sick and twisted as the ones Yen goes to and not as gay as the ones Buckster attends

Cheers all just started raining and I can smell festival smoke

It's insured against theft still, lack of mot only voids insurance if you are on the road. You ginger cockwomble.

Oh yes, riding in a shitty ill fitting Kangol helmet, ex MOD army gear for bike riding, about as waterproof as tissue paper. Early 70,s I had the Lambretta then, no females willing to ride on that pile of crap as there was no guarantee that it would get us to the next village without something falling off or breaking. I was with the 1st wife in the middle 70,s she tolerated the bike, hardly ever had her tits in my back as they were usually in my brothers hands. Present wife was my pillion in the late 70,s when she was a slender thing, she was happy to ride pillion as we were together and sometimes riding to a destination, bike gear was still crap though, had some good times, but also been wet from head to toe and miserable too.

If you were on a decent bike (250 and up), birds used to stop as you went past and give you the eye! Before the helmet law came in in 1973 they could just jump on if they were up for it. When that came in I'd always have one strapped to the helmet holder at the back of the seat! Then you'd accelerate hard to give them a thrill then brake hard so their tits would rub in your back! @Renegade was still pulling that trick up to the time I left Britain........the dirty old bastard would still do it now given half a chance! Remember those days @Clive?

Fucking state Fatty left that road in.....

We’re here after having to filter through slow traffic for about 10 miles tent all erected a few bike photos on the way to the bar

Bet he was pissed when they stopped red diesel and has to pay out for the white stuff

Could be dodgy, watch out for the ones with six toes And if you happen to see @Slowlycatchymonkey take a photo of her BSA otherwise we'll all be dead before we see it

Playing with the dealer's toys

Fucks sake, give it up already, salt on the wound you are. Are you on commission from Honda?

One for @yen_powell

You look like a fucking retard Fred!

I'll be stocking up on some hagen Daz...just in case the opportunity comes up...

Whoo!...I have escaped for a ride , trying to rain though. ☺

I think it was round about this day or the next that Pedro contacted me and very kindly offered accommodation and a meal, but I was going in the wrong direction but it would have been good to meet up. He suggested some roads and it transpired that I was just off the one and would be going on another as the "Adventurous Routing" seemed to suggest the same route. Result. The roads in this part of the world are amazing. Surfaces generally excellent, low traffic density and splendid scenery. I will definitely be returning. Just had to stop and take in the scenery. Once again beginning to overheat, it must have been 25degC + as this seemed to be my comfort point. Water and shade. I think that the town was Mirandella. I missed most of it. It was getting hotter so I stopped for a break next to this place. Church? I'd just passed the local baker's van so took a walk back to get some bread, but it drove past. Too late to the party. Anyway could hear hooting so assumed it had stopped up the road and it had. I got some lovely fresh bread to go with my water. Really pushing the boat out! Some of the stonework here looked really old. Clouding over. Mackerel sky. A change of weather coming. Having crossed the border to Spain it wasn't getting any cooler. Another water and bread stop. The river here was typical of most that I'd seen, heavily overgrown due to drought conditions. Arrived at the hotel to be greeted with this note. I have a video that I took of the room but I'll have to figure out how to load it! Chance of showers for the next day and a bit cooler.

Here goes, my third try on getting this post done. I seem to be suffering finger trouble and keep losing it! This was the day to take me across the border into Portugal. I'd found a place to stay in ‎⁨Pinhel⁩, ⁨Beira Alta, that wasn't too expensive and used the "Adventurous Routing" option on the Garmin to give me an interesting route. It had been pretty good so far, once I'd found out how to use it! A great route with quiet roads, small towns and villages, and amazing scenery. Water levels seemed to be well down as can been see here. The bridge remains looked pretty old but I couldn't find any information. Had to stop for a castle photo. Near here I think. Snack break. People were stopping at the graffitied water spout across the road to fill up bottles. Haven't experienced fly splatter like this for years. Stopped at this bridge for a quick break and some water as it was getting a bit warm! Just had a look and it was in Portugal. I hadn't taken my lid off and could hear some bird calling with a weird call that I didn't recognise. Lid off to find that it was in the opposite direction to what I'd though and that it was frogs! I arrived at the hotel but no-one there as I was a bit early but I found a comfy chair and chilled until some staff turned up. Handy room on the ground floor so easy enough to carry stuff from the bike. I forgot to take any photos but took a few snaps of the village. There wasn't anywhere to eat or get a beer so I had to ride into the nearest town, Pinhel I think, for something. Lovely sitting outside waiting for the restaurant to open having a beer. I managed to work round the language problem by finding the restaurant on GoogleMaps and pointing to the food I fancied on the menu pictures. Result! Struggled to eat it all. All very tasty. Was fascinated by the painting on the wall showing how road construction used to take place, with all the different stages depicted.

I've ridden in the Bardenas Reales desert in 40c heat, it wasn't very pleasant. Nowadays I hide if the themometer goes over 25C

Its still like that for Harley riders.

You know they will, and considering the rain you've got over the next few days...

You’ll never know

was that you speaking or has @Slowlycatchymonkey taken over your PR

Do you think he has a van

ive entered the competition and you'll never know if i win

Next trip: Ohio on Tuesday! Changing oil and doing the brakes this weekend and then blasting off to the eastern USA. Pics to follow .....

Today I got up at 0500 and blasted for home, Didn't take many pics - but I did get in a few last fuel station pics for the fans....

Landed at my hotel for the night - more my style. But I bet they don't even have a laundromat! I'll have to write a sternly worded letter ....

Got to rail through my favorite canyon ...

Crossed back into Colorado finally ...

Bike on a cliff pics . Utah once again saving on guardrail expenses ....

Next day and it's time to cross the desert (high desert - 6,500' elevation) again. Temps go up a bit but it's still pretty chilly. Scenery has changed once again ..

I wheel into my hotel in Torrey, Utah and find that they've placed me in a room above the laundry. Worst room of the trip and the only one I actually paid for! Cheap at $120 per night.....

Last ones ...

I'll add a random bike pic to break up the monotony ....

I'm quite curious about someone else other than me doing a ride report on Portugal, more so after coming from Spain. You twats can wait until the part where the bike goes kaput.

People overestimate what a big trip means to a vehicle. Going from Portugal to Germany and back is 5000km, any vehicle can do that. It's way more tortuous to do a third of that distance sat in a garage and going for coffee one every 6 sundays over 5 years.

So how's this auction work? I pay them not to take it if I win? Ugly piece of shit - looks like a 3rd grade art student drew on it.

Very neat job.................... and Tony the tools never had to touch a spanner

Parts don't wear in the back of a van.

Cycled down to the beach today. Only the one photo though. The headwind on the way back was brutal!

Is she back then?

I am so glad I am not the only person who laughs when I see a lift with Schindler written on it. We had them at work until recently. Some of my best friends have been stuck in them when they broke down between floors.

That's a luxury for people from Cardiff! The thick fuckers usually eat Pet Food! People in Cardiff 'eating pet food'