2009 motorcycling highs and lows

I'll have a chat with beloved.

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R100RT
Aprilia Pegaso 650 IE "The Flying Mythos"
Formerly: James Captain, A10, C15, B25, Dnepr M16 solo, R80/7, R100RT
(green!)
www.davidhowardjeweller.co.uk

 

Oh dear. Never good, but in a bike related thread...

 

Carrie?

 

Getting the wife a FIRST blue 09 ninjette in MT.

Settleing in the rings and bedding in the brakes of her ninjette for
her...priceless.

Knocking off a 1300+ mile in 24 hour ride to help a friend get away
from her husband delightful.

Not enough miles on my wing due to that little blue bike.

had to get rid of the failing heater in the garage...no heat. It get's
to -40F where I live.

the displaced pelvis has kicked in and killing me in spades.

 

too kind
the Blackbirds sold so we need a new steed
HNY!

 

Misbehaviour "doesn't count in Foreign"

 

<Interested>

The Doctor and I were musing about visiting our friends in Albuquerque
this year....

 

The fines do though- I think the total for the Alps trip was:
Germany - ¤1300
Switzerland- 1420CHF (approx ¤1000)
France - ¤90

However no threat to license or liberty. Marvellous.

 

Nah, don't like 12Rs

 

U2.

 

not so stealthy.

 

et tu, bitchey!

 

Quite fancy a Busa though.

 

"bought it"? It was just a tumble. If it hadn't been dark, pissing down
with rain and serious traffic going past, I'd have kicked it straight and
staggered on.

Only a low for you

 

it's quite the "mid-life-crisis" bike, isn't it?

 

K12!

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Nige,

BMW K1200S
Honda Transalp XL600V
Yamaha R1
Range Rover Vogue

 

F22

 

I stil think that was a magnificent achievement by all concerned. I was
logging onto ukrm all the time, laughing my socks off at the latest
escapade, and eagerly awaiting the next instalment. Men behaving badly
to the max. Well done.

 

Surviving.

Elefant, Slovenia, Chimay were all good. Often, mishaps simply lead to new
and rewarding endeavours - when Bonwick's satnav dumped us in the wrong
country, I enjoyed a hundred-mile flat-out rant across the Low Countries to
make the ferry. This was much more fun than simply turning up at the ferry
port on time. Plus, it wasn't my fault.

Slovenia: a three-figure solo blast across Austria in the gathering gloom,
knowing there was food, booze and company at the end, and the reciprocal run
the following day in blazing sunshine. The girl at the filling station near
Ziri, struggling to communicate in correct English (and getting it right).
Being described as a responsible adult. The dirndl-attired babes(ish) in
the beer hall in Traunstein.

Other stuff.

Having to spend most of Saturday sorting out the chain on the VFR in May.

Faceplanting the autobahn - but the blast home the next day was good. Once
I crossed the lines back into France, it was sunshine all the way.

 

Nailed.