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I went there, and came back. Cold going up, cooking hot on the way back. Stopped to warm up in the early sun

Nightmare getting a booking for a stay there. A bit random if you get through immediately when the lines open.

I listened to the first bit and I reckon it sounds foreign. Bloody immigrants!

Here is Bruce admiring his handiwork, the Mk1 panniers. The other guy is my mate Titus who has just been to Kiev, left on Monday, on that bike, the Harley. He has just crossed from Moldova to Romania, heading for the Vatican where he hopes to be appointed as the next pope. The KTM is the bike that I wished I'd kept, but would never be able to get on it these days - far too tall.

I followed him on the way to Tregaron when he had the original ones on. I thought that he'd come off on every bend as they were so low. I can't remember whether he rebuilt them or whether he lifted them up a bit. Couldn't go much quicker than about 65mph as I remember due to a weave setting in.

I'm starving now!

Has to be a Harley.

That was before the Scotland trip. I think it took second place to the holes in the water which he fills with money after that, and it was neglected.

It was fine when he was using it. Never missed a beat riding around Scotland and the islands.

Proper hornets nest.

My last GS got a new engine at 15k miles because it was getting corroded. Finish on them not the best, and using dissimilar metals on the rear hub doesn’t help. I also got a new ‘beak’ as the original was delaminating, new switchgear, and a new exhaust because the ‘exup’ valve had seized. Warranty is great! They were going to pay for recoating the wheels, but I traded it in.

Dawn was telling me that he’d very recently cycled across Scotland, off road, in two days with no ill effects. Always out walking or on his pushbike. I wonder if it was something congenital that had never been picked up as there was no reason to suspect anything wrong with him? Funeral is next Friday, the 17th.

Son.

Mine was a later model. Different mechanism.

Nice! I'm sure that you'll get used to the dreadful gearbox. Tidy.

238 kg springs to mind.

Belfast band. The drummer has decided to concentrate on her education so a guy is drumming now. European tour just announced.

Hope that the weather is kind for you. RouteI looks great! I need to get down that way again, while I still can.

Bloody hell, rusks. I can actually remember eating them, with hot milk and honey. Funny how some childhood memories stay with you.

I hate the bit from Cardiff to Merthyr, but if going north it's pretty much a bloody commute to where the decent roads and scenery begins.

I was doing about five miles or so but lately it's more like three as I stop a lot, for photos!

Yes. I think that once I've had one last long trip on it I might have to get something lighter.