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At the Airport with my lovely new case …

Get in ..

I see you are taking on Pete's mantle perfectly ...............

The company van is in for a service and MOT today so I took the works scooter to go and fetch parts. Parcels secured to the rack and then off to the post office….. Then down to Frome to get some brake pads. Stopped in Mells on the way back for toilet break …..

Going to a gay resort ?

Just getting from a little bimble...temp climbed to 29 c today..are first t shirt riding weather....here's a few pics from today...we had the girls joining us today..

Been working overnight Friday and Saturday plus again tonight Sunday, not moaning but it does make getting out on the bike more difficult as I do have to sleep at some point. Anyway finished work at 8:00 am in Launceston getting it home, changed and my bike out and up at 4 Turnings garage for 9:00 am to meet up and go to Kit Hill this morning. Bit of a rush but made it. 6 of us today, me and Hornet, Steve and Super Meteor, Martyn and V85s, Gary one and 1974 Bonnie, Bob and 1975 Commando, Gary two and 1200 Sportster, Chris and 900 Triumph Scrambler. We made 3 miles and Bob’s Commando died, made another mile and it died again then again but started the fourth time. This time after an Italian tune up it ran fine for the rest of the trip up the Kit Hill. Don’t know about the trip back as I headed home before the rest to sleep at midday. Much as I think his Commando is the mutts nuts that there is why I haven’t got one. Fuck that. It’s around 30 miles to Kit Hill, it was a great run in beautiful weather. Loads of bikes out and about. Bimbletastic It seemed to be Commando and Brit bike in general day today. Some really nice stuff there, loads of UJMs, Harleys, Indians and even a couple of Himalayan’s. Not one chinky bike though Bob’s ‘Bastard Commando’ his term not mine The sound this made was awesome I know they aren’t a thing any more but I like the look of that Victory Overflow parking Triple Brick, I nearly bought one of those back in the day, in fact still have a hankering. I always thought they were small back in then but I suppose my perspective has changed Old a new Bonnie’s side by side, old Bonnie for looks for me. If it were my money it would be the newer bike don’t want the vibes Lovely old Honda Yes please Bantam D1, belongs to a friend’s brother.

No … no it won’t … Fred

So would special branch.

That's not something that you find by accident Bob, we would like to see your browsing history.

Good idea @Marcel le Moose Fondler , why don't you get some new clobber and show us how it's done. This should suit you .................

Summer time!

plus my dog loves it very much

Car is unwell. Facing a possible turbo issue, but today will go out for dinner with my mechanic to drown my sorrows

Serves you right, damed foreign muck.

Fuck me , my mouths on fire , that was spicy

Motorcycleriders.net not gaycooter.hairnet, get with the program you lot.

A C & J framed TT....

The Blue hue is back....

Motely's Crew.... you can just about smell that painting....

All this great weather and we have three ride reports and one is on a fucking scooter.

Epic ride report coming soon to samny millers … no van will be involved in this … just rugged individualism

I thought you were mega intelligent ? it's quite simple just google rainbow catsuit ..........

Are you sure.....Paul?

Will this report be the same as a certain video that didn't materialise followed by a flounce

I was thinking...what if we added a little rainbow underneath the motocycle rider front page...it could attract a bunch of new members. ?.. and it will show that we're not just a bunch of old greaser and we accept everyone...scooters multi color hair and stuff..I think it's time to move from the 1970...and knows... who knows and Maybe Buckster will finally find his soul mate?

How anything even vaguely complicated ever gets built in the US is beyond me. This be needs to be 1 inch and 13 /28ths of and inch and that bit is 56 and 7/ 97ths of an inch .. its like a foreign language..

Now I’m worried

The old E30, I do. It’s far away at my place. This is my daily and work car, got it from my dad at a reasonable rate, and it’s been trouble free until now at 260.000km

That’s a mess. They were confused wether to put the fillings on the inside or out

I had better get back to my "Fuck Off" pass time......

And flip flops?. Mine will do (allegedly) 85 flat out, sits at 70mph fine, but any faster and it gets er interesting

That's as much as I pushed it today , didn't fancy going anymore as I had shorts on

It's a 250ie Dave , quick off the mark and will do 70mph. Perfect weapon for chasing parts and sandwiches.

A nice little rideout for you @boboneleg........I would say what I have been upto this morning, but a certain guy will tell me to "Fuck Off"... again.

A little further down from the Galleon in Yarmouth there's a small fishing boat moored. Lobster pots, crab traps. nets etc are on the key side and they stink so can imagine whet they smelt like.

What a good turn out. Cheers Saul.

Seems MOTing and fitting a new battery to Mandis bike was a waste of time as she's not ready to get on it. Plan was to get out yesterday as it was dry but still cool. Best I start hiding the crisps and chocolate.

I will have bomb disposal handle it.

Moose cocks...great idea..I bet he never seen one of those in real life...

I grew up using imperial because its what my father taught me as that's what his lathe and milling machine was. I use both now and sometimes mix it up when measuring stuff to confuse the co workers saying stuff like go and cut that twenty-nine and a half inches and three millimeters

Nice boots...imagine trying to heel shift a Harley with a pair of those...

You got it

Was it 'Yes Mate ' ?

Better still.

Well Pete was always after ride reports, so I will post this one despite his loss. I am also half convinced that he was somehow responsable for the deluge of biblical proportions that hitus in the last couple of hours of the ride home A pentecost weekend ride with the usual suspects, not many ^pics as the group is not easy to persuade to actually stop. Lunch stop on saturday, at St Amour, about half way between here and there and in my old stamping ground between on the eastern edge of the Saone plain North of Bourg en Bresse. We were staying two nights in a hotel (read "dive") in a place called Vezeronce, south of Amberieu en Bugey and the Rhone. BY the time we'd done with ethe aperitifs the sun was well and truly set Up and out early on sunday morning and the first stop had us already at about 1300metres altitude oelooking the lake towards aix en provence what seemed like almost endless haipins, made more exciting by the presence of cyslists, joggers (Mad I tell you!) and the odd kamikaze camping car who seem simply incapable of logical thought., took us all the way back down and around the lake for coffee where we were able to watch ( and generally criticise) people trying to back their boats trailers down the ramp into the water. we ended up for lunch at a wee restaurant in the mountain village of Corbel, outside seating only and by God what a view from the table! special foodie interlude for Pedro: Pasta stuffed with fish, and lightly breaded... That evening we had a posh restaurant planned cos the hotel restaurant was closed ( I mean lets face it why be open on a bank holiday weekend when the town is heaving with tourists all dying for a feed...?) so I got to eat Caillete de canard with peas and fresh Origan Dos de cabillaud (Cod) roasted, white asparagus and broccoli purée with candied lemon: followed by Baba au Rhum but with Chartreuse liqeur in place of the rum. All so very civilised and not a burger or a basket of chips in sight! I fucking sulked at the prices though, 44€ for a bottle of Mercurey, 8€ for a glass of chartreuse to chase the coffee and the totalwas about the double of what we habitually pay for a meal out, around 50€ a head! I'd rather have a steak- frites and a beer for 20€ thanks! monday AM we were away at 9 and it was my turn to lead, I'd planned a route taking us across the Dombes wetlands to the saone, a coffee stop in Chatillon sur Chalaronne allowed me to pick up Bucks message about Pete) Unable to react fully as my head was in navigation mode and keeping the nutters in check and to a timetable takes all my powers of concentration. We crossed the Saone and A quick blat up the RCEA for 25km (Route Centre Europe Atlantique) which is always risky with a group as this is considered the most dangerous road in France, if not in europe) but the portionfrom the Saone westwards is dual carriageway limited to 110km/h so it does allow you to cover some ground and is the only main road runing east/west ( which is why it carries ALL east / west HGV traffic) . Stopped in Cluny for Lunch which was burger and chips ( YAY!) and as we were waiting for coffee, it hit me, like a slap in the face with a wet fish, I struggled to get my head back in the right place to carry on leading the group. As we left Cluny, heading forAutun, the weather began to suit my mood and we were clearly riding into the heart of a dark place. The storm chased us all the way to Autun where I had to stop toallow my knees to stretch for a minute or two because I knew I couldn't make it all the way to avallon ( over 2hours) in one hit from Cluny and between the two Autun is the only place where there's a café still open. This allowed storm Pete to catch us ( I am more than half convinced that Pete, who would of course "have been there, weather permitting..." , Haddecided "I'll wet that French cunt!" so I've named it storm Pete. the last 2 hours of ride were a bloody nightmare, hammering rain that punched so hard it was like hailstones, lightning strikes both sides of the road and thunder you could hear over the wind and engine noise. by the time I got home I was soaked quite literally to the skin. Idon't believe any "waterproof" gear would have stood up to that and I have not ridden in such apalling conditions for at least 20 odd years. my riding gear is still not dry and I have only managed to dry out my helmet by dint of half an hour with a hair dryer, after having been on the radiator all day. The storm we rode through made national news that evening. Thanks Pete.