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    Oh Slice... owned twice in one thread! [emoji1787]
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    Hey guys - long post alert, but for those not interested in reading it, there's a link at the end to some photos. So I’m finally getting around to posting up about my Europe trip. A rough plan for the trip was conceived before I had the Tiger 1200, but I won’t lie at being relieved with the prospect of doing it on a far more comfortable bike! Anyway, the core principles were to be on the move pretty much every day, to camp every night, and to be as self-sufficient as possible. In total I was away for 16 days and clocked up 4,000 miles. For the first couple of days I actually chaperoning a friend who wanted to go to Europe on her bike, but was a little tentative about crossing the pond and being there without the prospect of any support. Because of this, we spent 3 days getting to the Black Forest, which for me wasn’t ideal (as it was boring). If I had travelled on my own I would have reached the Black Forest in 1 day, but never mind. Anyway, I left home at 5am for a rush hour commute to the EuroTunnel. The panniers on the Tiger give it a very wide profile, and whilst I have previously filtered fully loaded, I was hoping for a trouble-free journey down the M1. Thankfully all ran smoothly - and the weather was crisp and clear. I arrived at 11.30am at our agreed rendezvous (a Shell petrol station one junction before the EuroTunnel). I filled up and then pushed my bike to a parking space to wait for my friend. Pushed the bike forwards (and even backwards!) into this parking bay so all I had to do was ride it out. Fully loaded, I was quite impressed. And then… for some reason when I went to put the side stand down, I physically pushed the bike away from me ?! I have no idea what I was thinking! It was a literal shove with both my hands? I’ve never done anything like that before. So naturally my bike fell onto it’s right side. A 90 degree drop, fully loaded, and pushed with quite some force! A couple of bikers were fuelling up having just returned from Europe so I enlisted their help in lifting it. The damage - well nothing which prevented me from continuing my journey thankfully: Smashed front right indicator so that wasn’t working A minor scuff on the right hand guard (but this had saved my mirror and brake lever) I had added some fork protectors and they’d done their job - no damage to the forks, front brake, etc. Just a very minor chip on said fork protector A little bit of coolant had leaked out, causing the bike temperature to sit just a little higher until I topped it up later in Italy My poor right pannier had taken the bulk of drop - but saved literally everything else on the bike (including the engine guard). The inside of the pannier compressed from the pressure applied to it from the pannier frame and weight of the bike / luggage pressing on it. The pannier stayed on for the rest of the trip (didn’t want to risk removing it), but I did leave it secured with ratchet straps as a back up. So that’s it! I need a new pannier and a new indicator, but everything else survived unscathed, which is a relief. Bike up-righted and friend now in toe, we headed for the EuroTunnel and had plain sailing over to France. It was then a dull jaunt over to the first campsite which was literally just a rest stop for us. The final couple of miles to this campsite were down a forest track. I was tired (having been riding since 5am) and mentally drained trying to navigate and lead my friend smoothly. This is only my third time riding in another country so every sense was heightened. Whilst trying to work out where our next right turn was I had stopped paying attention to the awful road conditions. The physical weight of the Tiger helped as I then spent the next few hundred miles literally storming through a series of rather aggressive potholes! I kicked up so much dust behind me, that when I did eventually see my friend in my mirror, she was so far back! I had a blast - the suspension on the Tiger was just soaking up these potholes. I had a massive grin on my face at the end! Day two - well nothing really exciting to report on this one. It was just another jaunt over to our second French campsite. Both these campsites were really close to the borders of Belgium and Luxembourg, so we spend our time snaking between these 3 countries. Upon arrival to the campsite I pulled down a road which was actually the exit for the campsite. Full gated security - no way of us getting through. So we had to turn the bikes around. This is where the physical size of the Tiger and my inexperience let me down. This road was narrow and on a very steep hill. My friend (on a tiny BMW 650) was able to shuffle hers round. I was over thinking and starting to panic. Assessing the situation whilst she parked at the top of the road, I thought it was best for me to utilise a patch of grass to help with the turn. So when ready to go, I aimed for this grass to complete a wide turn, rather than being restricted to a narrow road. I completed the turn successfully, but what I didn’t foresee was quite how rutted this grass was going to be! I wish I had it on film - a quarter tonne bike, with luggage and an idiotic woman at the helm basically didn’t make for a dignified scene! Much cursing and much bouncing up and down. In situations like that I usually go for speed and power (because I’m clueless and want to get out the situation as quickly as possible). Well that’s great in principle, but it was like riding over tiny trenches so my back wheel was only able to get traction on raised parts. Much wheel spinning and a scream of relieve when I was back on the road and climbing up the hill! Day 3 and we diverted to Strasbourg before arriving in the Black Forest. I’m not keen on city riding anyway (I used to get zero joy from my central London bike commutes for work). This is also where the Tiger isn’t in it’s element. It’s massive with full luggage, so I couldn’t filter through the heavy traffic, and I was struggling to locate a parking spot for both bikes - particularly one of my size. Anyway, success eventually and it was a spot literally in the centre! Perfect. A bite to eat in a restaurant clad with retro bike memorabilia, and a wander around, we were then back on the bikes and heading to the Black Forest. Finally, this is where the roads started to get interesting. We had our first introduction into hairpins - the first of MANY on this trip. We stayed at the campsite for 2 nights. On Day 4 we both did our own thing because our riding style is just different. I left early and did about 350km, my friend left later and did 50km. So I was glad to be out on my own, and was enjoying the roads. I actually chose to stay away from the more popular roads (such as the B500) - they felt quite similar to roads we have here in the UK, but the single track back roads were full of hairpins and steep drops - much more exciting. If I had travelled on my own, I would have spent 3 nights in the Black Forest. Day 5 and we were aiming for a German campsite near the Austrian border. It had been bucketing it down from 9pm the night before so our tents etc. were saturated. This made for a slow ride as I spent most of the time worrying about my friend who feels the cold, doesn’t have adequate bike clothing for rain, has no weather protection on her bike, and feels the cold. In comparison, I don’t feel the cold, have a Rukka suit which kept me bone dry (they are amazing) and was well protected behind my screen and fairing. I felt we had to keep stopping so that she could warm up, etc. About 20km from the campsite, her clutch failed, but luckily it was an easy fix at the roadside. It was at this point we agreed to split from day 6 onwards. I wanted to stay in Austria for longer and she wanted to aim for the warmth and sun of Italy. It was always our intention to ride our own ride, but the night before the EuroTunnel she lost her wallet, so I was having to buy her petrol and food, etc., meaning she was unfortunately tied to me. We withdrew a stack of cash from my account so that we could split. So day 6, and I was so happy to be able to ride how I wanted / for how long I wanted / and where I wanted without worrying about anyone else. So to Austria I went! I stayed for a couple of days at a campsite near Italy, so I was overlooked by the beautiful Dolomites. I loved Austria, and wish I could have spent more time there. I had a list of roads I wanted to ride, but physically didn’t have the time. However the standout ones were the Felbertauern Tunnel (I love a good tunnel) and of course, Grossglockner. The day I rode Grossglockner the weather was less than ideal. The toll person was in shock when I pulled up - warning me not to ride it as it was horrid up there. But I went ahead and ended up riding it twice (because I needed to get back to the campsite at the end of the day!). I get what he was saying…. I saw only a handful of bikes in total. The first time I rode it the temperature at the top was around 2 degrees and there was black ice. My back wheel was squirming around for traction on the hairpins, but thankfully I didn’t have an issue with the front wheel, otherwise I think I may have regretted my decision rapidly! For the ride back it was a little warmer at the top (3.5 degrees…!) and the torrential rain I’d been in all day had since made it to the summit, but was still just falling as rain. The black ice had gone on my return leg too (thankfully!). Overall visibility was terrible. I was able to see the glacier, but the higher I climbed, the worse it became. For those that know the road, you’ll be aware there is a ‘bikers point’. Checking out the map after I paid the toll I thought, perfect - I’ll head there. Well the fog was so intense that It was literally only when I pulled onto the access road, that I could see it was fully cobbled. I was doing this in the morning where I’d been encountering black ice, the fog was just crazy, from what I could see of the access road, it was incredibly narrow and my sat nav showed a tonne of hairpins! FFS… I was on it now, no choice other than to get to the bikers point to turn around. Because it was generally quiet, and bikers were in the minority, I was encountering cars on this road (I assumed they weren’t allowed). Really not ideal. I shat myself the entire way up because I was worried the cobbles would be slippery. Anyway, made it - but it was pointless because I couldn’t admire the views! Never mind, at least going downhill was easier… Days 8 and 9 were spent in Italy. I rode countless mountain passes in the Dolomites, but don’t have a list of the ones taken. They were great though, but I’ll admit to noticing a difference in local driving quality (when compared with Germany and Austria!). The Italian’s are a little mental and car drivers won’t hesitate to overtake another car whilst on a bend. Sometimes road conditions weren’t as great either, and I noticed that their hairpinned main roads were normally narrower than the hairpin roads in Germany and Austria. So overall I kept my wits about me the entire time I was in Italy. I was getting Italian bikers pulling up next to me in my lane and riding with me whilst they were checking me out. They’d do it for a while, give a thumbs up, and then carry on riding like lunatics. I couldn’t work out whether it was them seeing a UK biker, a biker on their own, a big 1200 (it’s all mopeds there), a woman biker, or that fact I was in full bike gear when it was hot?! No idea why I was attracting such attention from every other Italian geared bike…. It was making me chuckle anyway. It was at the Italy campsite that I’d agreed to meet up with my friend again so that I could top up her funds and so we could share our adventures to date. On day 9 (I think) I took a break from mountains and hairpins for a more leisurely ride around Lake Garda. I have visited Lake Garda when I was younger and loved how clear it was. So it was great to re-visit, and great to just stop and enjoy a nice coffee and ice cream by the lake. On this day I also pulled into a Triumph garage I was riding past. They were so kind and took the initiative to check the bike over. Everything was fine other than the coolant (from my drop, which I knew about). So whilst they were checking everything over (free of charge) I wandered around admiring a little slice of British motoring they had - classic Mini’s (I used to own one) and some old school Jags hidden out the back of their workshop. On the last day in Italy I headed to Stelvio Pass as I made my way to Switzerland. I knew the road had a tonne of hairpins, but I’ll be honest with you - I hate hairpins. I know the theory of how to get a bike round a hairpin, but I’ll often then overthink it and mess them up. However, I don’t like my own irrational fears to get in the way of why I ride. So I aimed for Stelvio with a clear idea of what to expect. Mind you, the first few hairpins really caught me off guard. The main thing I struggled with was the serious lack of visibility - I had not idea whether there was a vehicle coming down. So I was going into these hairpins blind, with a fully loaded bike that is overwhelming if I needed to physically stop it on a camber. I think it was that playing on my mind and making me feel tense. Anyway, once I cleared a few of the more tree-lined hairpins, the scenery opened up and I began to enjoy myself more. Don’t get me wrong, I was still taking some of the hairpins in a way which would make experienced riders wince, but I was enjoying myself, recognising my mistakes, and grinning like an idiot when I completely smashed one. I felt liberated by the time I made it to the top. I sat and watched bikers and high-end cars for an hour and a half at the summit, enjoying a bratwurst, of course! The ride down the other side was just as beautiful. I stayed in a campsite which was probably the worst overall - whilst it was in Switzerland, it was close to the Italian border, and still very much felt Italian - drivers were mental and I didn’t hear anyone speaking French or German…. The campsite itself was dated, the ground was like sand (so difficult to get my bike secure on its side-stand) and the campsite was also bizarrely a destination for locals to visit for their evening meal?! Italians gathered in groups are not quiet!! Never mind - it just encouraged me to get out and stay out the next day! It was from there that I headed to the campsite I was looking forward to the most. A campsite in Switzerland which was at the foot of a glacier. It was basically close to Mont Blanc (as the crow flies). I stayed there a total of 3 days and chilling at the campsite of an evening was just so serene. Over these 3 days I soaked up roads in the Swiss Alps, dipped into the French Alps and enjoyed seeing Mont Blanc up close. Overall the weather was great, resulting in fabulous views. One night I experienced a first for me, a silent thunderstorm. The mountains surrounding me were blocking out the noise, and the lightening was momentarily silhouetting the mountains which was so cool. I took a tarp with me so that I could comfortably sit outside my tent and cook, etc. So it was nice just sitting there listening to the rain fall. On my final night at the campsite, there was some light rain when I went to bed, then clearly a cold snap hit during the night so all these rain drops which had been sitting on my tent and tarp fabric has frozen solid. My entire tent was frozen, the glacier had a fresh layer of snow on it, and the ground was slippery. It was so cold that anything I then placed outside the tent as I was packing up was freezing! What I have also experienced is how painful it is trying to open frozen aluminium panniers with bare hands…! Likewise, my tent has one of the poles exposed, so I was having to melt the seams with my breath so I could collapse that down. All good fun! Getting my bike off this hilly campsite on icy ground - well that was less fun, but I did it. This is the very campsite where the day before I thought I’d ride towards the glacier and see how close I could get (big mistake as I ended up on a dirt track with large loose stones - and then suddenly a narrow dead end out of nowhere! Turning my bike around then (with no ice) wasn’t fun, so I was glad this time I didn’t encounter any problems. I’ll also take the time at this point to say just how amazing the heated seats and heated grips are on this bike. At this point in the trip, my friend has been taking 4 days slowly riding back through France to the EuroTunnel. I didn’t want to do that, so stuck in Switzerland for as long as I could. I then rode all day on the motorway to make it to the campsite we’d stayed at on day 1. This was then a great starting point for my final trek back to the EuroTunnel. Even though it was a boring day riding through Switzerland and France, it was a compromise I was happy to make. Along with Austria, the French and Swiss Alps are certainly a place I want to go back to. After I’d packed up at the final campsite back in France, I had a 250km jaunt back to the EuroTunnel where I met my friend again. She was a little worn out from her slow trek back through France, something she didn’t enjoy doing. But we were both safe and sound and ready for the delightful over-populated UK roads. After arriving back in the UK we went our separate ways (my friend back to London and me back up North). Terrible planning - the train had got us back into the UK on a Friday during rush hour…. So it was slow going for me, but I arrived back home with no dramas! It was a full on adventure, moving every day, but I loved it. I enjoyed camping every night - the longest consecutive period of time I’ve spent camping. The bike was mainly a pleasure to ride, long distances and cold weather are easy to tackle aboard this bike. Really it was only awkward slow speed manoeuvring I struggled with (more because I’m on tip-toes), and then the consistent 27 degree heat in Italy ,as I get no air flow behind the huge screen, hand guards and countless wind deflectors dotted around the fairing. It wasn’t uncommon to see me standing on the bike as I travelled around Italy…! The next time I head to Europe for a biking holiday, I’ll cover less distance. I want to spend a long weekend in the Black Forest (I think that would be enough for me). I also would love to do a week-long holiday specifically in Austria, and another week-long holiday specifically around the Swiss and French Alps. So it’s certainly given me a flavour of what those locations are like. Here’s to the next adventure! https://imgur.com/a/56Lomzz
  3. 3 points
    I think you mean you're Hahahahahahahaha
  4. 2 points
    hi to all of you out there members & those in general that just like to get out there on two wheels. How I have made it back on them? iv'e just joined up & wanted to say hi. I noticed a couple of posts from Brisbane & sunny Queensland. one being situated inside the other. I send my best wishes to you and the lovely place that they are. I have friends there from the Brisbane area from there around the Beautiful Noosa Heads down the east coast to Melbourne. so sending love to my home from home & all my most friendly of friends there of different generations from myself & all my other connected friends here in the UK. I just thought I would share with you the fact that I am back on two wheels after a long break, having ridden all manor of bike of road with friends since about the age of 14 I got a Suzuki X1 on then road at 16 on L plates & of course it wasn't kitted up or anything like that? Then I got into scootering because a close mate of mine had introduced me to all his older brothers mates who had a local club & they were a mad bunch of guys and we also crossed over with one of the guys joining a band we had going & we ended up entertaining them all at some of their dos as well as other gigs. so even though id changed my two wheels for a Vespa, at the age of just 16 I went on my first scooter rally & it was great fun, travelling over 450 miles on a bank holiday weekend there & back. even though I went on to Pass my driving test in a car at seventeen with the aid of my job as a trainee Mechanic I still continued to ride a larger 125cc on L plates for a few years. I took finally took my bike test so I could have the option of carrying a passenger, but most of all I wanted something a bit faster and always admired the Yamaha RD350LC. During this time I had left the Mechanics position to earn some quicker cash but unfortunately injured my back which became worse at work and while doing sports. I had to stop the sports & eventually lost my job after a small op just made it worse. I ended up selling my scooter to one of my Aussie's European friends from France where he eventually took it back to. bikes of any kind became a distant memory for quite some time as I endured more surgeries to try to stop the pain over a period of years. the biggest of which added to my back pain accompanying leg pain & weakness & difficulty passing water at times. I had got married during all of this & neither of us knew how bad it was to get. we had kids. dealing with one was easy. but with two the train of it became worse. I had some more key hole surgery to remove some scare tissue & disc remnants from my lowest disc area now filled with titanium cages which lowered the leg pain down some but as warned my disc above was over working & that began bulging every now & again. after a particularly bad episode when I had been trying to do to much for my family & extended I needed to be cared for away from home by my brother. I returned home when ready to do so to find a wife wanting a divorce!? after the initial shock of it all I decided to just minimise the impact on the children as much as possible. by doing this I maintained a reasonable joint parent ship of our children& have them still live with me 3 days a week. its tough. really tough some times, needing lots of laying down rest every day just to get through it, lots of pain relief & sometimes a day or more to recover from some activities or to much done at home. but I'm leaning to manage & cope with the condition & the medication better as time has gone on. so I had a thought, do you know what I'm gonna get myself back on two wheels. I may not get to ride that often or for long distances but I will when I can & I will bloody well enjoy it. I had a bit of good fortune & some money came my way. so I went a bit mad & bought the 2 2 wheelers I always wanted but never had. so I got myself a Vespa P200E & my coveted Yamaha RD350LC yvps. I just thought that I know I won't get to ride them that often & I will have to be a fair weather rider to be safe & not make my condition worse. though I expect to have an increase in pain after a ride. plus as much as I love that YAMAHA, the Vespa is lighter to get in & out of its lock up so will be the one to see more miles & semi regular short runs might even strengthen my back & give me a longer sitting tolerance before pain becomes increasingly bad. so might even help me a little in the long run. but on the odd occasion that I do feel good enough to take out the RD I will saver every second of every short blast I manage two fit in. if it turns out that its to much for me then I still own a true modern classic, & if even going out on the scoot becomes to much then I'll own another modern classic of the scooter world. at the moment I'm only limited on when & how often I can ride so I will when I can. There may come a day when I cant ride at all, so ill make the most of it while I can. plus there's the issue of people wanting to do away with the 2 stroke machines & have them all converted to electric, the heathens. So enjoy your petrol engines while you can in case it becomes a reality? best wishes to you all whatever you ride Back on 2 wheels
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    She's back. Picked her up today and all is sweet. Finally got an as good as new FJ-1200 in the garage with 16.5K on the clock. Carbs done, valve clearances done, tune-up done. Parted with a few shekels to get her right but I'm sure the love will come back again soon.
  6. 2 points
    It’s about 20 miles from me, Jimmy. More than happy to collect and post for you if you’re successful in the bid.
  7. 2 points
    Yes but no one gave a fuk about you being a cripple.
  8. 2 points
    Good point! Could always get a transit and act as a support vehicle for when Tommy's battery inevitably goes flat!
  9. 2 points
    Would take me a month to get to France on the DT
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    A cold but sunny day up here on the West Coast so nowt else for it but a wee run out on my Hinckley Bonnie. Went my usual (favourite) route up over some minor roads and down into Largs for chips and a coffee. Rinsed the bike off on completion. If only I wan't working earlies tomorrow I'd have a couple of beers to finish off a grand day out
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    Bigotry on the bike run,, thats a first,, ,Hibees are on the up ..
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    Great weather Friday and Saturday, then the rains came as Steve Earle once almost said Hey John I was laughing at the last pics. A great wee road miles from anywhere and just out of shot on the single track road some clown had painted FTP.......Only in fkn Ayrshire, only in fkn Scotland
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    Looks braw jim, weve had nowt but rain ,, cauld tae,, .
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    Great pics, Jimmy. Good weather at this time of year is always hard to pass up! I went out yesterday for the first time since my Europe trip. After 4,000 miles my rear end didn’t want to go anywhere near a bike seat haha! But I popped out yesterday for a Remembrance Day ride of respect. So many families came to just watch with flags and their own home made banners which was just lovely.
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    Gotta take any chance to get out on two wheels. Looks like a lovely sunny day. I got about 30 miles in today, plenty of layers on so didnt get too cold, but water everywhere running down the hills and onto the roads
  17. 1 point
    G"day --,,Thats some essay .
  18. 1 point
    Great intro mate. Welcome to the nuthouse bud
  19. 1 point
    No problem, Jimmy. Happy to help with anything similar in the future.
  20. 1 point
    Cheers Bipps. I'm just watching atm but it finishes on Sunday so will let you know Thanks again
  21. 1 point
    Not me I'm afraid, but someone will be nearby.
  22. 1 point
    Yep that's me, burning wreckage on the side of the hill. As my Dad told me once "keep your mouth shut and let them think your stupid don't open it and prove you are. But should that Be "YOUR" or YOU'RE" ?
  23. 1 point
    No need to apologize. No snowflakes here and I hate that PC crap. I'm also following a US sailing forum and they literally knock 6 bells out of everything and out of each other. If nothing else it enhances the vocabulary
  24. 1 point
    Know where your coming from. I left a forum. To the point of asking for my stuff to be deleted, because you couldn't say ANYTHING negative. You could guarantee that it was somebody's bandwagon. Once one squeaks they all followed. Shame as there were some good people there.
  25. 1 point
    equal opps, treated the same as everyone else
  26. 1 point
    F**k me I'm surrounded by the word police! "HELP"
  27. 1 point
    Lol my dad was a dutchman hence the name. Trust a dutchy to notice this. Glad you took the time out to speaknto me. Thanks. Lol my dad was a dutchman hence the name. Trust a dutchy to notice this. Glad you took the time out to speaknto me. Thanks. Any you blackhat250 thankyou as well. Dam youve ha3s your fair share of dt's!
  28. 1 point
    At his age I don't know what he can or can't ........ scrap that, I don't wanna know
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    Hi Davo86 im kees from southport goldcoast . Have ridden around your way a few times a while back near esk Wow jealous you dad has so many acres!!!.ohh love love ttrs too. What bike do you have these days?
  31. 1 point
    2nd August more or less got the route planned. just need to firm things up next week and confirming with the guy’s
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    So finally got the bike finished, as I said before the wheel bearings were a tad knackered and I owe my MOT guy a beer! Did the fork stantion replacement and new fork springs tho that was a bit of a faff, I forgot that you have to fix the fork inner cartridge before you try to ram the seals in cos that way you fuck the new bearings and the inner components so what's another £80 when you think about it! Well it's finally done and next years ride out will see me not bouncing round corners like a horse on crack. So I'm off the road till April and then I'm thinking of doing the run down to Portugal again tho Bippo's story about the mountains in Italy has made me think about that instead. Might be fun to try those switch back roads with loads of corners, have to see what SWMBO has to say about that. Plus camping is NOT on the agenda so maybe the local hotel and hostels will fit right in with this idea.
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    As boring as it may feel, you really can't go wrong with the YBR. It was my first bike too. Look after it and hopefully sell it for the same price once you move onto a bigger bike
  35. 1 point
    OK I'm going with Bippo and Cynic, give it a miss and find something nearer and running, a bike you can see and hear is much better than one your told about by some guy who want's to flog it!
  36. 1 point
    I’m inclined to agreed with Cynic. Be very careful indeed. I’m assuming you have the reg? Could you do some searches online? Don’t part with any cash unless you’re certain things are covered.
  37. 1 point
    The Vmax would be perfect for it... you know you want to...!
  38. 1 point
    Er?? Gulp..... Italy! and I have the choice of a vmax or a TDR.
  39. 1 point
    They call me cynic...... Dealer promises....... I'd keep looking. I would be very reluctant to buy a bike sight unseen. Especially not running. Do you have anything in writing for the condition its it. Any guarantee. Don't like it myself.
  40. 1 point
    Brilliant bips more or less doing what you have except Italy
  41. 1 point
    What an adventure, hats off to you bippo a great report and photos
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    Brilliant Bipps. Great read and great pics
  43. 1 point
    Well done bipps, loved the photos, so glad you had a good time even if it was wet and cold! Just got to go back to work now and earn some more money to pay for the next one. Thanks for sharing.
  44. 1 point
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