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De-stressing down by the river

Evening. Rough week for me, heyho, its mostly over now. Thought best not turn up on whinymotorcycleriders.net without a pic. Pete and anyone else unable to adapt to modern life or consider things may have altered since the 60’s best look away Got the 9T out for Mr Slowly realised it wasn’t insured, I won’t say how far we got before I remembered that Got the Livewire out instead. No this is not our yard. Rode out to Mendip Auction Rooms together and cut Mr Slowly loose because these bikes are chalk n cheese and don’t really fit together, different types of fun. I deliberately went along Weston seafront to take pics for you minger losers so suck it up! and from the other side with the sun on it Somewhere on the Mendips on my way back from Shepton Mallet. Time to find another patsy!

Off to Donington Park at 10am 🏍 , and the sun ☀ is beaming down, wife in a foul mood , its going to be a wonderful day.

I'll know more next week!

OMG one of Yen’s crowd has turned up or is it one of Bucksters

That’s what we went for, had a good look about it was nice and cool inside, didn’t go inside The bishops palace as it was £16 each to enter and would rather spend that on beer lol a few photos

Lovely. Smooth, easy to handle. Not as planted as I’m used to at the speeds it can do but the suspension is to my mind the perfect combo of being able to soak up and still go round a corner.. a bit. Still running it in so not really giving it any real beans but (on a closed private road) it went to 80 what felt like quickly without trying, theres a lot more there for sure. It’s a lot of bike for the money. I hesitate to say this because I do like the T120 but I enjoyed this more. For what I think of as a low bhp bike it’s surprisingly present. It feels good to ride, nicely put together, obviously not on a par with the 9T or a Ducati scrambler build or power wise but not the rattly tin tractor feel of a RE and closer to a Triumph. It is to my mind undeniably pretty. Cosmetically the stickers really are a let down and something I can see me having to remedy in the future. I also really dislike the placement of the exhaust. If you look at the pic closely you’ll see black marks from my boots where it runs unsleeved too close the peg. You’ll see the same marks in youtube reviews so its not just me. I’ve adjusted my foot position but even so pah! It’s not a bike for thrills and spills but if you’re not after the Sunny Sunday ride experience and want more it can give you a lot more, it just wouldn’t be my first choice for that sort of thing, then again thats why I chose it. What surprises me most is how light it feels, it feels lighter than every bike we have (bar the Livewire), it is easy to manoeuvre off the bike, important if you’re not built like a brick shit house. It’s trustworthy placement wise. I’m normally cautious filtering through traffic on a brand new bike until I get used to it, this one is an almost instant connect, I found it very easy to filter with. It fits exactly into the gap I wanted it to, I feel absolutely no urge to wring it, which on more powerful bike I feel goaded into (it’s not me govn’r it’s the bike, honest) and on less powerful bikes I find myself pushing them as hard as I can and thinking more.. give me a bit MORE This is the bike that I can see me enjoying now and for a long time. If it was my only bike I would hold onto my licence but still enjoy riding. Bikes always bring a song to mind when riding them and this one out in the sunshine is the Eagles Peaceful Easy Feeling.

I think he realized this is a homosexual bike forum..

My standards are low, but after visiting Rhyl once I feel they are not that low.

Cheers. Even took one for Buckster. Thats as close as I could get to the wheely bins without attracting Mr Parkingnobwarden

Cheers

Well the Harley crew bailed...there was possibly rain showers....bunch of sissys worse than Buckster. Perfect time to keep my superior gene riding skills tuned up...anyway I was itching to put some real km on the new rubber....I'm half way through the ride....another 175 km to go..seen a 🫎 but it pulled back in the woods before I could take a pic..

There were nipples on the one I deleted, after that Bob went full Mary Whitehouse.

Going to head home now, left a bit early to beat the mass exodus and inevitable traffic jam.

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.

No ...it wasn't has big..

Just did 330 km on the pirelli..seemed fine enough...few pics from today...first section has no cell service and infested with moose so I set the cruise at 100 kph for about 150 km....the thing is surprisingly good on gas at those speeds...I'd say almost has good has the ct125..

On my last day we met up with a load of other for an extended lunch and then a walk. A quiet night as I had to leave reasonably early the following day to get the boat back from Roscoff to Plymouth. More wind and rain forecast. Great! The lunch place at Melrand was a bit like a geriatric convention so I felt right at home! Liked the coffee so took this to remember the brand Past the local fire station The old Breton flag Lovely river In the trees there 's a water wheel, turning, although I don't know if the mill was still functioning. Not sure what this was about. Seemed old. Roscoff waiting to board. The guy in front of me on a Guzzi was the same on that was two places behind me at Plymouth on the way out, and that we'd met at Caceres Camping on our second night! Small world. A gloomy Plymouth Sound with a gloomier RFA Fort Victoria. An old shipmate knew that I'd be on the ferry so came down with a mate to say Hi. Nearly missed him, just heard someone call my name as I rode past. A pleasant surprise. Then it was off into the twilight wind and from Avonmouth rain until I arrived home at about 2330 to a small flood from a rotten hot water header tank in the airing cupboard , but that's another story. Just under 3k miles travelled.

My mate's cooker was knackered. We went to Pontivy where a got a cheap replacement, but it had been fitted with jets for mains gas rather than butane so I was roped into changing them over. Then it was another visit to the lake for a walk and a couple of pints. Bloody strong stuff as we both felt half pissed after two. A ride report about changing cooker jets! Guemene Sur Scorff street view Outside my mate's place At the lake before hitting the bar: foreign goose.

I left the following morning in cold fog. Bliss! Just a motorway run to Bayonne only stopping for fuel. Wasn't impressed with the hotel as the bar and restaurant were closed and I ended up walking a few miles to a McDonald, but enjoyed the walk. The following day it was raining off and on all day so head down, pay the tolls and get to Brittany as quickly as possible. Fuel and snack stops Rain forecast along the coast road so headed inland I was dragged kicking and screaming to a bar by a lake run by Brits. Ended up being a late one. Made a friend.

The ride to the next place somewhere between Santiago de Compostela and Fisterra wasn't as pleasant as the roads I'd ridden in the last few days. Traffic was pretty heavy and the scenery was more urban in nature. I only stopped briefly for coffee and doughnut and to check my phone. The room I'd found was only €40 for two nights! Cheapest stop of the whole trip. Downstairs there was a small supermarket with a bar- restaurant attached, and all run by the same family. The following day I'd planned to ride over to Fisterra to see the sea but it rained! I had a wander around the village or hamlet more like, and pent the rest of the time enjoying being cool, reading and dozing. My mate who has a house in Brittany contacted me and asked if I was popping over. This set me to thinking. I had no plan so rather than wander Europe aimlessly I decided to head up to his place. Stop for setting the Garmin Some photos of the village The bar Must have rained recently Trees breaking up the rocks Someone must have a wood burner There were several of these traditional grain stores about, some in use, and others seemed to be more of an ornamental thing. Horreo Local church and graveyard I've no idea what this is, but it looked interesting. Some sort of dead plant maybe. A modern take on the idea

You want to be Nick Berry as well? Everybody here is losing their fucking mind!

When I was working in Rhyl last year a scouser couple with their kids was walking towards us with their suitcases arguing, when they got to us the bloke turned and said it’s going to be a long fucking trip home we just laughed

Nice one @Slowlycatchymonkey , all pisstaking aside that's a great photo (even the tide is nearly in ) BOTM photo ..............

Snitches get stitches.... I don't miss fuck all I wasn't even born in the 70s.....

I was told I had to exterminate any tits. As we have had complaints from some wannabe mods on here I thought it best to take some action . I can offer you a packet of chocolate biscuits as compensation if you wish ........................ @XTreme is paying for them

You can post pictures of transvestism and men though, if that makes you feel better. That does not offend.

A few more bike photos i even put a few in to keep Buckster happy

What a pair of tits

Where has my reply gone ?

Moose alert!!

Fuck off with your nice weather. My day will come ... someday

Pete has gone Muslim, shariah law is the order of the day. No lady bits but bum sex is okay. Maybe it is just a Honda thing.

The cathedral is a great building with huge amounts of history. They have a raft race once a year in the moat, it's hilarious as the raft has to be home made so half of them sink

Yes it is, quite a few hoity toity People about though. a pair of stuck up old bats gave the wife a tut when she asked them to move so she could use the loo they were just standing in the doorway talking I had to restrain myself from saying something

So we can joke about dicks and assfucking and all that stuff but breasts are offensive?

Don't want to rub it in but ....................

Great evening yesterday, went out to dinner with an old friend, and got home at 2 something. Woke up feeling great, and went for a walk with Costa in the woods, then washed my bike and went on a little ride around my hometown to warm it up and get everything dry. Few things beat riding around with an open helmet and a tshirt in perfect 22° weather, stopped at the abandoned part of the runway for a picture. Then had a great lunch of fresh mackerel cooked by my mum, and the 24h Nurburgring starts in a bit. Looking forward to Kevin Estre starting at the back of the grid and making minced meat out of a field of fast cars. Great saturday!

You leave my "stiffer" out of this!

I would ..but Buckster would probably get a stiffer...

The “love to the family” at the end always cracks me up!

I know exactly what Pete misses about the seventys.... Being able to produce a hard on ....

Did a bit of polishing on the bike today........looking pretty slick now!

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.