Buckster

Blue Angels are 1%'rs, they are in general more my kind of people than the general bike crowd but I'm not interested in joining, I couldn't give them the commitment they demand, that commitment belongs to my faith and I won't compromise that.

Sunday, I took the bike into church with me and headed off for a ride after the service, the rain was spitting a bit in Edinburgh but looking at the weather radar t was likely to clear up if I headed north so I set off for St. Andrews, the golfing town, not to be confused with the peado prince. I headed up the M90 to Milnathort then took the A91 east through Cupar to St. Andrews, the plan was to have lunch and then take the coast road back to the Forth Road bridge. As it was St. Andrews was ramming with tourists so I just rode through and headed onto the coast road, the sun was shining and it was nice and warm, the sea was glassy smooth and it was a great day for a ride out, a second reason for the ride was to test the touring seat I had picked up on Facebook marketplace a few months back, a car breakers was breaking a Harley Road King and they let me have the seat for £60 including postage, I was not expecting a lot but it came well packaged and is immaculate, only missing the seat strap which most people ditch anyway, the cheapest used seat I have seen elsewhere of this type was £230 so I was very happy. It has a proper pillion pad on this seat as well so if I ever take a passenger, she will be comfortable. The first stop I made was Anstruther where I popped down to the historic harbour for a photo. After this I continued down to coast road before taking the A915 to Dysart and then Kirkcaldy where I took a quick snap of the lovely gas platforms in the North Sea. From there I carried on down the coast and headed over the Forth Road bridge and popped into The Cove biker cafe for a brew in South Queensferry and a natter with the assembled biker trash, I was invited to a party at a club house in September which I will probably go to, being run by one of the Blue Angels support clubs, good people. From there I headed back home, 130 miles and I'm well impressed with my £60 seat purchase.

At last, some class.

No, you are the clown.

I’ve been invited to a biker party on the 18th of September, no restrictions, I can even smoke cigars in the bar.

Chlamydia.

Gay.

What a load of shite, in the old days they just checked you for boils and sent you on your way.

Gay.

I ran out of gas, I was on a loaner but didn’t fall off, those road tyres were crap in the sand. The guy that lost the ABS magnet was on a standard GS.

Wasn’t it you that lost a rear wheel magnet in New Mexico?

It’s tiny, I’ve seen one.

The abs magnets will fall out. Plus it weighs a ton, literally.

Drug the old fucker and go to the pub.

That’s an insult to gammon.

To be fair, if you were going to steal a picture off the internet then you would find something better than one of some bloke beaten with an ugly stick.

My sister ain't that ugly.

Based on his/her photo stealing, we don't even know if the Duc is someone else's. Six could be a transexual or even uglier than Bob. There is obviously something to hide beyond being a van peado. Let the speculation begin!

The problem is that it does not know if it wants to be a Harley or a Goldwing and it’s neither.

The dealer here has thus far proved pretty fair, they fucked something up when I imported the bike but made it right, they have even given me a couple of free mot's, I got them to fit the brake discs because they gave me such a good price that it would have worked out only £40 less for me to do them myself. They don't try to upsell me on anything and know I do most of my own work so I'm not a cash cow for them. Even so, I popped in the other day for a couple of side stand pucks and the parts girl gave me a couple of promotional ones she had in a draw rather than sell me some of the ones they have on the shelf. I even get free coffee and very often a wee cake or some such from the girl in the merchandise department so all in I have nothing bad to say about them.

He’s fuck all to do with me, he is @XTreme’s protege.

Six has admitted he has a problem with twenty four year olds. He can only get ten in his van at a time.

Perfect for women. Or Six.