French Run Review

As I'm first back from the French Run I thought I'd take this moment
to say the following:

Version 1)

I got on the earlier ferry and managed to go out with the rest of the
group. Although the weather was a bit moist in England once we got
out of Calais it was perfect. Lots of sunshine that went on for
hours, 25C for the entire duration. We all thought the weekend would
never end.

Much alcohol was consumed and many stories were told. As always, the
food and service at the hotel was top notch and we're all looking
forward to going back again.

Everyone was (mostly) well behaved, no one was caught in any
compromising positions (except YOU, and YOU know who YOU are - we'll
all be making sure our doors are locked before we go to bed next
time!) and no one got into trouble with the law.

Version 2)

FUCKING SHIT DAY. Pissing with rain. Windy as ****. Even though the
bike was running perfectly from home as soon as I stopped off and
filled up with petrol (and it WAS petrol) it all went to buggery. I
managed to get it to the port where TOG and company discovered, to my
terror, it had consumed over a litre of oil on a ten mile journey.
Thankfully an emergency supply was found (Ta very much!) and it was
topped up to maximum.

It wasn't happy going up the ramp but made it on to the ferry but upon
trying to exit in Calais it appeared to have seized up giving only a
thud that could be felt through the floor when the ignition was
pressed. After the ferry had emptied someone from the port authority
and I tried to give it several bump starts but after dumping the
clutch the rear wheel just locked up and skidded along the deck.

We strapped the bike back up, I called Auntie Carole and we were off
to Dover on the roughest seas I've witnessed for many a year. The
ferry was full of screaming children, one of which threw up over my
jacket and trousers (thanks *so* much!) because of the weather
conditions.

We arrived fifty minutes late into Dover. I had to push the bike up
the steep ramp off of the ferry, holding up the traffic trying to get
on and managed to slip (steel caps on my boots) and fell head first
onto the fuel soaked floor with the bike just missing me. The
recovery van hadn't even turned up yet and I had to wait another 40
minutes sitting on a wall (chain smoking) before his arrival. A
seagul shat on me during those 40 minutes. I will never be clean
again. I can't think of a way the day could possibly have been any
worse.

I am now at home. Fucking shit day. Oh, and work have demanded that
I go to the Kensington Thistle tonight to finish off the Flower Show
in Chelsea tomorrow. **** off. I hate everyone.

 

Aww...

{{HUGE HUGS}}

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Lesley
CBR600FW
SBS#11 (with oak-leaf cluster)
BOTAFOT#101A UKRMHRC#12
BONY#54P BOB#18
Real burds don't take hormones, they rage naturally

 

BGN wrote:

If it's any consolation, Nick, that was fucking funny, although I dare say
it wasn't meant to be. You don't have much luck, do you?

Have you had a chance to look at the bike yet? Is it bollocksed?

Please accept my commiserations.

Si

 

Look on the bright side. Could have been worse. At least you weren't on
a peage miles from nowhere when it packed up.

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Not good at all. Better start looking for a new engine, I think.

How much oil does it use normally, and had it started using more
recently?

As for work, tell them to **** off, you were supposed to be in France
anyway.

 

BGN wrote

So your room is free then? I could be down in Dover in an hour.

Innit Eh. I'd love to stop and chat about it though but I have this
sudden urge to go out.

 

My room is £69.

 

You could have still been a non smoker?

Have a fag, and remember.....you told us you'd not had one since BoSM.


--
Beav

VN 750
Zed 1000
OMF# 19

 

I think chain smoking is good when pissed off.

 

Jeez, you poor bugger. That must be the shortest run in history. Give
prawn a bell and go and get pissed.

How's the bike? I'd get another one, IIWY.

I hope you told work that you were in France, BTW.

 

That sounds like a good idea.

I almost plucked up the courage to take the engine cover off but,
after discussions with Scraggy, decided I'd be wasting my time. There
is NO good news waiting in there, at all, ever. And if there was good
news, or bad news, then I wouldn't be able to see it anyway.

The piggy bank says NO to a new bike and NO to a replacement bike. It
says NO to getting the ER-5 fixed, too It's been 'fixed' so many
times now that it's bound to turn into a money pit very shortly.

The only way a replacement bike will be forthcoming in the near future
is if people start accepting Magic Beans as legal tender.

I told them I was in France but they are now quoting my contact at me
but I'm still here, at home, and not on a train to Kensington.

 

It's a nice hotel and there are several reasonable Italian restaurants
on that Gloucester Road.

 

Bugger. I'm sure that someone from the froup will volunteer some help
shortly, in getting the bike back on the road. You may be right about
it becoming a money pit though.

Now you come to mention it. Are these beans really magic? What do they
do?

At least that's something.

 

snip

Shit happened...

 

Interesting price... glad you're ok...

 

I think it's good all the time.


--
Beav

VN 750
Zed 1000
OMF# 19

 

Not married, living at home with Mum, good job(?), yet youve got a shite
bike, no money and you can't get credit? I suspect a lifesyle change is
called for.

Not such a good job then. Good to see you tell them "It's not on" anyway.


--
Beav

VN 750
Zed 1000
OMF# 19

 

BGN wrote

I have my red GS what has got a couple of months tax and ticket on it I
think. If you want a loaner[1] while you are sorting yours out. Snot
33bhp though if that makes a difference.



[1] I am not altogether sure that lending you a bike maintained to a
level that I consider fit to ride is quite the wisest of things to do
but it's there if you want it. All risks yours of course.

 

The question is, could BGN be the new DWB???

--
Lesley
CBR600FW
SBS#11 (with oak-leaf cluster)
BOTAFOT#101A UKRMHRC#12
BONY#54P BOB#18
Real burds don't take hormones, they rage naturally

 

It's a lot more complicated than that.