Bob, Bonzo and Chinny had already managed to bag Pembrokeshire National Park but due to work commitments I was unable to go along with them at the time, fortunately this weekend I happened to have a rare Saturday free and although Bob and Chinny were unable to come along Bonzo agreed to meet up for the ride out west.
I arranged to meet up with Bonzo at a cafe on the A40 near Monmouth called The Highway Star where after a much needed full English breakfast we jumped onto our bikes and headed down the B4521 into Abergavenny.
Once through Abergavenny we headed west along the caravan filled A40 through Brecon and after topping up with petrol stopped at the West End Cafe in Llandovery where we had arranged to meet up with Ray for a quick chat and a coffee.
After our coffee break we said good-bye to Ray and headed up along the fantastic A482 to Lampeter where we turned off down the A475 through Newcastle Emlyn and then along the B4332 until we eventually arrived at today destination, the Pembrokeshire National Park visitors centre
Once I had my evidence photo for the British National Parks Challenge we decided to head back a slightly different way, so we headed north along the A487 coast road and into Aberystwyth and then took one of my all time favorite roads, the A44/A470 to Newtown.
Unfortunately while heading along the A44, just west of Llangurig we came across a queue of traffic a couple of miles long and when we got to the front of it we joined a large group of other bikers who were waiting for the road to be opened. It turns out that a Yamaha R6 rider had collided with a car on one of the bends and the Police, Recovery and Council were just finishing off recovering the bike and fixing to road. According to one of the Police officers although the rider of the R6 had been taken to hospital he wasn't badly hurt, all of our best wishes go out to him.
Once at Newtown I waved good-bye to Bonzo who headed south along the outstanding A483 and back to Cardiff while I carried on through Welshpool, Shrewsbury and Telford until I got home.
Another British National Park done and while Bob and Bonzo have already managed to visit all 15 parks throughout the UK and received their Gold Awards I'm still 2 short, so I'm hoping to get up to Scotland over the next month or 2.
A few more pictures can be found here
Pembrokeshire National Park
Scottish National Parks
Where shall I start?, well there were supposed to be four of us to go on this trip up to Scotland as a finale to completing the British National Parks Challenge but unfortunately Chinny dropped out because he couldn’t get the time off from work... Bugger!
At the very last minute Rig could not go due to someone being ill in his office and he could not leave them without IT cover! Double Bugger!
So we are down to two, just myself and Bonzo.
We were planning on leaving on Monday morning but now there were only two of us so I rang Bonzo we decided to go on the Sunday so he came up from Cardiff on Saturday afternoon ready for an early morning start.
Sunday morning 6.40am and we leave and head towards Coleshill and jump on the M6 through spaghetti junction and head north, the roads were a bit boring but quite quiet and a quick way to Scotland. After the first 100 miles we stop for breakfast at a robbery station (Motorway Services) and paid £17.50 for two breakfasts! (robbing barstewards) but once our bellies were full we set off again along the M6 and eventually turned off onto the A75 towards Dumfries.
We eventually stop to fill up with petrol just before Dumfries and then take the A76 towards Kilmarnock where we next jumped on to the M77 to Glasgow and then turned off at junction 3 to Paisley.
We went through Paisley and onto the M8 across the river Clyde onto the A82 where we then turned off to Balloch to get the first of the two National Parks done.
We found the Visitor centre at Loch Lomond and drive on the path get our evidence photos done once that was sorted we decided to park the bikes on the road and nip into the local cafe for a diet coke break.
After an hour’s rest we set off again on the A82 towards Fort William but just before we stop at Ballachulish and the Loch Leven Hotel, I luckily managed to park right by the door and booked in for the night.
We had a quick shower, got changed and went down to the bar to have a few pints of Guinness, a bar meal followed by more beer and then off to bed. (By the way the Loch Leven Hotel is a great hotel and bar if you’re up here looking for somewhere to stop I would recommend checking the place out)
The following morning with a full Scottish breakfast in our bellies we set off along the A84 and turn off along a small road to see Ben/Glen Nevis but found that after a few miles we had to turn around as the road was a dead end! We had to come all the way back into Fort William before taking the A82 alongside the Loch Lochy and Loch Ness but we didn’t see Nessie, must have been asleep. (More likely Nessie saw Bonzo and did a runner – Rig)
We finally stopped for another diet coke momment at a road side shop called The Seven Heads Store and being the nosy bugger that I am I asked why the shop had such an interesting name, as it turns out the place had quite a story about it as it was named after the nearby monument known as The Well of the Seven and commemorates a very ghastly story.
The inscription on the front of the monument read:
Which in the swift course of feudal justice inflicted by the orders of Lord MacDonnel and across overtook to perpetrators of the foul murder of the Keppoch family?
A branch of the powerful and illustrious clan of which his lordship was the chief.
This monument is erected by Colonel MacDonnel of Glengarry XV11 Mac-Mhic-Alaister his successor and reprehensive in the year of our lord 1812.
The heads of the seven murders were presented at the feet of the noble chief in Glengarry castle after been washed in this spring and ever since that event which took place early in the 16th century it has been know by the name of Well of the Seven Heads.
Later on that day, after a few sharp showers Bonzo, who had being riding in leather jacket decided that he would like a waterproof jacket so into Inverness we went looking for a bike shop, we went along an industrial estate saw a butty wagon (Bonzo can sniff out a fryed pork from 100 yards) and asked the guy behind the counter if he knew of one luckily he did and pointed out where the local bike shop called Mitchells Motorcycles on my GPS. So 30 minutes later and Bonzo was £110 lighter but he’s got a new waterproof jacket (Mrs Bonzo will kill him) he he..
So back into Inverness and onto the A9 and across the Kessock Bridge keeping on the A9 coastal road towards Wick and then took the A99 towards John o' Groats.
We arrived in John o' Groats about 5 ish but unfortunately there’s not much there so we took a few photos and had a drink and a cake in the cafe (more diet coke). They take the distance signpost down unless you pay so we decided to go to along the single track road out of John o' Groats to the lighthouse at Duncansby Head as that’s the real north eastern tip of the Scottish mainland beating John O’ Groats by a good mile, plus the view over the high cliffs are outstanding.
We then headed back to Wick to find a nice hotel where we found a great hotel called Mackays Hotel so we got booked in, found my tiny cupboard room, showered (Yes even Bonzo) and found the bar and preceded to sample some of the local food and beer.
While we were staying at the Mackays Hotel we found out that the street next to the hotel is in the Guinness World Records for having the shortest street in the world at only 6ft 9in long.
We got up next morning and after hearty breakfast we headed off along the A9 to Inverness and then out towards our 2nd National Park at Nethy Bridge where we got to take some more evidence photos, drank more diet coke and much needed toilet break.
While playing with the Sat Nav looking for something interesting I found an appealing sounding place called “Waltzing Waters” that was only about 25 miles away, thinking it sounded a nice water fall we headed out to it only to find out it was a new industrial unit with lots of water and flashing lights for the kids...What a pair of prats….lol.
We did meet up with another biker in the hotel in Wick, a American chap from London travelling around Scotland, he came up across the mountains said it was a good road apart from getting a soaking. So we set off back along the A9 towards Inverness, turn off on A95 to Ballindalloch and turn down the B9008 then onto the B9136 then onto the A939 across the Cairngorms Park, what a fantastic bunch of roads. We keep going and find ourselves low on fuel (it’s further than we thought) thank god for Sat Nav it said it was only six miles to the nearest garage. So we then keep going along the A939 peering into the distance in the hope of spotting the garage before we run dry.
When we get there its two old pumps on one side of the road, looked like something from 1940’s (Bonzo should know) and small stores across the road, we thought it was derelict till the lady came out the shop!
Now filled up with fuel and raring to go we kept on the A93 towards Perth. We cut around Perth and onto the M90 turned off at junction 6 to Kinross and found another hotel via the Sat Nav called The Green. The hotel turned out to be a very nice hotel costing £62 per night with breakfast, large rooms, good food and service (!). After showering, more beer and food it was time for bed. (Isn’t it funny how you are still hungry in the mornings? He He)
After breakfast we started to load our bikes up with luggage and it just was starting to rain! Great...We then jumped back on the A90 towards Edinburgh, around the ring road turn down the A68 to Newcastle, down the A1 to Leeds, jumped on the M1 and M42 to Coleshill and called in the Wheel House Tyres where Bonzo had two new tyres fitted as he had worn his out!
We left about 4 ish and got to my house by 4.30 pm. Bonzo had a bit of a rest then decided to head home in case it started raining, he only had another two hours, 120 miles to Cardiff.
Bob
1st Day - Loch Leven Hotel £ 55.00 - (416 miles)
2nd Day - Mackays Hotel £ 76.00 - (239 miles)
3rd Day - The Green £ 62.50 - (344 miles)
4th Day – 356 miles
Total miles: 1,364
Petrol: £112.94
Loads more pictures can be found here
Breakfast at Wellesbourne
Saturday morning and after a few cups of tea at Bob's house we decided to head out for a breakfast at one of our favorite places, the Touchdown Cafe at Wellesbourne Airfield.
Once we had fueled up our bikes, Myself, Bob and Chinny made to 20 mile rider over to Wellesbourne Airfield where we found the car park was full of other bikers with the same idea!
Once we found somewhere to park and had ordered our food we sat back and did what most male bikers like to do, talked rubbish (and I played with Twitter) until our food arrived and then is was strangely silent as we devoured our full English.
Afterwards we spilt up as Chinny had other things to attend to so myself and Bob headed towards Coleshill and into Wheel House Tyres as Bob had decided to had the wheels on his Blackbird powder coated.
Wheel House Tyres not only do powder coating to loose wheels but also offer the additional service of allowing you to just ride in on your bike, they remove the wheels and tyres, powder coat them and then re-fit the wheels and tyres to your bike and you return 7 days or so later and ride out on your bike complete with new shiny wheels.
We will be sure to update you when Bob collects his Blackbird with his new pink wheels but in the mean time loads more pictures can be found here
We're still here!
I've had a couple of emails from people asking if RigsVille is still up and running due to the lack of blog posts and the answer is YES
Unfortunately due to a lack of time dealing with a new job and also recently moving house I haven't had time to write-up many of this years trips and for this I can only apologise and say that I hope to get round to updating the website and blog more frequently.
While the blog hasn't been updated very often we have been out on our bikes and have spent lots of time, burned loads of petrol and travelled many miles taking part in the British National Parks Challenge and all of the National Parks that we have visited are on RigsVille.
Next week will see us heading north and into Scotland for 5 days and as part of this trip I will be experimenting with live GPS tracking, so if you want to know where we are during our trip you will be able to visit a website (details to follow) and see where we are in real-time.
I will also be trying to 'tweet' about the trip as often as I can via our twitter page so you will have the option to see us on GPS and twitter (Sad bunch aren't we?)
Many thanks to both Grim Rider and everyone over at the Iron Butt UK forum for their help and advice of the year.
South West National Parks
Today’s ride out was going to involve a lot of motorway miles, we were planning on getting down to the South West and unfortunately there’s only really one way of getting there quickly and that’s the M5.
We left Bob’s house after our usual pre bike ride cuppa courtesy of Bob’s better half Lynn, we had arranged to meet up with Bonzo and his nipper the other side of Bristol at Gordano services.
When we arrived at the services and met up with Bonzo and his daughter Emily we headed straight inside and we were all quite surprised at the prices and quality of the food on offer, we were going to head off and find somewhere else for breakfast due to most motorway service stations serving very bad food at expensive prices but the food here look good enough to eat!
After enjoying our breakfast we jumped back onto the bikes and carried on heading south down the M5 towards our 1st destination - Dartmoor National Park.
Once we had run out of M5 we carried on down the A38 and then thankfully after all those motorway miles we turned off the main roads and through Bovey Tracey before turning onto the B3387 and suddenly the landscape changed from boring to beautiful as we passed through the national park until we arrived at Princetown.
Once we found somewhere we could take our evidence photos Bob decided it was cake time so we parked up at the nearby old police station cafe and enjoyed some cake, tea and pasties!
Our next destination was Exmoor national park so off we set back the way we had just come along the B3387 following the river Dart until we hit the A38 and again found ourselves back on the M5 but heading north. Thankfully we only did a few miles on the M5 as we soon turned off onto the A361 and then things got even better as we turned right onto the outstanding A396 all the way to our final park of the day in Dulverton - Exmoor National Park.
Once again we managed to get our evidence photos taken outside the national park shop in Dulverton before heading back towards the M5 and the start of our journey home.
As always loads more pictures can be found here
Northern England National Parks
Early Saturday morning and it’s another great weekend away on our bikes and this time we had a cunning plan, we aimed to visit the North of England and visit as many of the national parks as we could as part of the British National Parks Challenge.
Unfortunately Chinny would not be able to make this weekend’s trip which was a shame as he was missed and not only for his amazing ability to eat huge quantities of fried pork and so at 7am on a cold Saturday morning we met at Tamworth’s M42 services all ready for a weekend of many miles, cold weather and smiles!
We had already decided that because we wanted to try to cover 5 parks this weekend that we would have to do quite a few miles on A roads and motorways instead of using the more scenic back roads so once leaving the warmth and comfort of the services we headed up the M42/A42 (Hi Derek!) and onto the M1 until we turned off at Junction 29 and headed around Chesterfield and along the B6051/B6054/A6187 into Hathersage where we could see the mornings mist clinging tightly to the hills we then turned right onto the A6013 where the road takes you along the beautiful Ladybower reservoir shortly we arrived at the Upper Derwent Visitor Centre the site of our 1st national park of the day - The Peak District National Park.
After arriving at the Upper Derwent Visitor Centre we then had the task of finding somewhere we could park our bikes that would show that we really were at the correct location. After looking around we found a notice board that proudly displayed “Welcome to the Upper Derwent Valley” and then we each took a few photos of one another near the sign with our bikes while holding our placard's that show our own personal number as evidence that we did find the location and did so while riding our bikes.
While we were standing around trying to figure out what, where and how it seemed that the park was due to host the 4th Derwent Dambuster organised by Challenge Cancer Through Adventure and the car park was slowly filling with more and more people in lycra each one of them staring at us (or maybe just Bonzo) wondering WTF was going on?
Once we had taken our photos the next important decision was breakfast, we decided that because our next planned national park was going to be the Yorkshire Dales it would be foolish not to call into the world famous Squires Cafe on the way oop north.
So after another bunch of miles on the M1/A1 we arrived at Squires Cafe which is just outside Sherburn-In-Elmet only to be greeted by what we thought was Bonzo's fan club - as it turns out the 50+ bikers already at Squires Cafe were members of York Advanced Motorcyclists who meet up here every Saturday. After parking the bikes and wandering around the car park checking out the other bikes, like you do, we headed indoors to sample to delights of a Squires fried breakfast.
After munching our way through a load of freshly cooked pork we jumped back onto the bikes and headed back up the A1 for another 36 miles until we turned off onto the very welcoming and twisty A684 that took us all the way into Hawes and our next photo stop at the Hawes National Park Centre.
Unfortunately due to the lack of time we didn't have much chance to look around Hawes but it looked like a lovely quaint place and would be well worth a return visit some other time even if it's just to ride the A684.
We continued west along the A684 and with each twisty mile after twisty mile the scenery became more and more beautiful so much so that we just had to pull over and take in the scenery and snap a few photos.
After crossing the M6 we then navigated the tourist traffic around Kendal and Windermere until we found our 3rd national park destination of the day - Lake District Visitor Centre at Brockhole.
Again we parked up and took the photo's we needed as proof of our visit to the Lake District but instead of heading straight on to our next destination we decided that it would be a nice to head to lake Windermere and take a few photos so we followed the lake north and arrived in Ambleside where we found a place to park the bikes and took a few moments to appreciate the natural beauty of the lake district but resisted the temptation of the local ice cream seller.
Once again we jumped back onto the bikes and headed north out of Ambleside and as we travelled along the Kirkstone pass and then along the A592 the hugs the shore of Ullswater we enjoyed both the roller coaster twists and turns but also the outstanding beauty of the scenery unfortunately we arrived at the M6 all too soon and again headed north.
As we neared our next national park the roads became straight and seemed to almost disappear into the horizon but soon enough we arrived at the Once Brewed Visitor Centre that is home to the Northumberland National Park and went through our now almost near perfect F1 pit stop style routine of finding a place to park the bikes so that we could get our evidence photos taken and then after a quick cup of coffee from the visitor centres vending machine we headed off in search of our next destination.
By now it was getting late, we were getting tired and we had another whole day left to do just one more national park so we decided that we would head towards our next national park but find a hotel where we could stay for the night.
Fortunately Bob had stayed in the area before and being a big fan of the television program Heatbeat he knew of a nice hotel in a little village called Goathland otherwise known to the rest of the TV world as Aidensfield.
We arrived in Goathland and went straight to the hotel - the Inn on the Moor Hotel where after booking in and sorting ourselves out we headed straight into the hotels bar for a plate of Whitby Fish and Chips and then afterwards it was only polite to head into the village pub for a pint of Guinness or 3.
The following morning we got up nice and early and had a wander around the village before heading back to the Inn on the Moor for a nice cooked breakfast. Once we were fed and watered we took a couple of photos of the bikes around the village and then headed back the way we had come the previous night to get out 5th and last of the weekend national park at the Moors National Park Centre in Danby.
After getting our usual photos we headed into Whitby and parked at the Whistle stop Cafe we then had a wander around then decided to start the long journey home.
As always loads more pictures can be found here
Aberystwyth
Once again Bonzo's craving for ice cream, sand and seagulls took over and he insisted that while meeting up for breakfast at Crossgates Cafe we head over to Aberystwyth. for him to satisfy his primeval urges.
As always a few more pictures can be found here
Brecon Beacons
As most of us had now signed up to the British National Parks Ride we decided that we had better get started and went looking for our 1st point of the challenge.
We decided to meet up with Bonzo (Ray was still off the road after last week's incident and Chinny was also not able to come out) at a new cafe located on the A40/A4137 called The Highway Star where we had an excellent breakfast (Possibly a future RigsVille recommended breakfast cafe)
After having our usual fry-up we headed up the A4137 and then turned left onto the B4521 and followed this great road into Abergavenny where we picked up the A40 and then the A470 until we arrived at our 1st BNPR destination - The Brecon Beacons National Park visitor centre.
When we arrived the next task was to find somewhere we could get a photo of ours bikes showing both our rider number and the destination as proof that we had ridden here. We now spent over half an hour pushing our bikes around to different spots in the visitors centre and taking photo's to make sure that we had evidence we required for the BNPR.
It was getting late in the day now and as Bonzo only lived a few miles away he decided to head home while me and Bob headed back home to the midlands but via the A438 to Hereford and then the A4103 to Worcester and finally a quick blast up the M5/M42
As always a few more pictures can be found here
Not Ray's Day
This was intended to be our 1st proper ride out of the year, OK that's not exactly true as we had been out a number of times battling the frozen roads around the West Midlands, including a couple of trips out for a quick breakfast to the Long Itch Diner or Welsbourne Cafe but we didn't take any photo's or get up to anything interesting other than eating and talking about how cold it was but then Saturday morning dawned (like it normally does) and we decided to meet Bonzo and Ray over at Fromes Hill cafe to say HI and tease Bonzo about his baldy head and to ask Ray if he had gotten any new thongs for Christmas.
Unfortunately Chinny couldn't make today ride out, even the promise of a large plate of fried pig couldn't tempt the poor fella, so after a quick cup of tea at Bob's house (Thanks Lyn) we set off down the back lanes and onto the M40/M5 towards Worcester.
The ride over to Fromes Hill cafe was fun, including a sphincter clenching moment when we approached junction 6 of the M5 and on the bridge above was a couple of fluorescent clad gentlemen and a rather large speed camera along with a couple of police cars on the hard shoulder that had pulled over a few cars.
After we arrived at Fromes Hill cafe and gotten our cups of tea we waited for Bonzo and Ray to arrive and noticed that they were late, after a while Bonzo turned up on his own - Where's Ray?
It turned out that poor old Ray had slid off his bike while coming off and island near Cardiff and while Ray was OK (except for some bruising) the bike was not really up for the long ride over to Fromes Hill cafe due to the mirror/indicator hanging off but was ridable. After Bonzo and Ray checked everything was OK Ray insisted that Bonzo continue on to Fromes Hill cafe and Ray rode his bike home to inspect the damage.
After Bonzo had told us about Ray we immediately ordered breakfast (well we were starving!) and only then after eating up we decided to head back to Cardiff with Bonzo to check on Ray and his broken Blade.
After following the whirlwind that we call Bonzo, we arrived at Ray's house and checked that Ray was OK and then we retired into his garage to inspect the poorly Honda CBR1000.
The initial inspection showed that the bike had slid down the road on it's left hand side and as well as snapping off the mirror/indicator and sand papering away the engine case and fairing we noticed that the link arm to the gear change was also bent, the clutch lever was bent and the foot rest hanger had cracked pushing the heel plate into the chain guard.
Thankfully most of the damage was cosmetic but that also means it's not going to be cheap to fix.
The obviously most important fact was that Ray was OK and only battered and bruised so all that was left was for the p*ss taking to start.
As always a few more pictures can be found here
Jaws Motorcycles
9 am on a very cold December morning and I was heading east along the A14 through Cambridgeshire and towards the market town of Thetford.
Why Thetford? well apart from being known as the place where queen Boudica once lived it's also well known (at least within the Honda Blackbird community) as the place where Jaws Motorcycles are based, the oracle of everything Honda Blackbird related.
The reason why I was heading to see John at Jaws Motorcycles was that Flo had now covered over 24k miles and she was due her 24K mile service.
After arriving at Jaws Motorcycles and meeting John, who is a very friendly guy with an obvious passion for all things motorcycle related, not just Honda Blackbird and having being given a most welcome warming cup of tea John took Flo into his workshop and began the process of giving her a 24K service.
I'm no expert when it comes to motorcycles mechanics, hence the reason for the visit the Jaws and John's vast knowledge of Blackbirds but over the next 3 hours or so John and his son (sorry I forgot his name) gave Flo a very detailed going over, including changing the oil and filter, clutch fluid, air filter, fitting a Scottoiler, checking that the cam chain tensioner was working OK and that the suspension was OK as well as loads of other little checks.
The service given by John was first class and he's obviously not only very knowledgeable and passionate about motorcycles but a true gentleman and well worth the 7 hour round trip and one that I will certainly be doing the next time Flo's due for a service.
British National Parks Ride
Grim Rider has just posted over at his blog about a great idea on how to not only raise money for a worthwhile cause but also to give you a reason (as if you ever needed one in the first place) to get out on your bike.
The challenge is called the British National Parks Ride and the aim is for you to visit as many of the 15 National Parks of Britain within a calendar year on your motorcycle and depending on the number of parks you manage to visit you can earn a Bronze, Silver and Gold certificate all while helping to raise money for the Warwickshire & Northamptonshire Air Ambulance
I've just signed up for this challenge and over the next 12 months I aim to visit as many of the National parks and I will obviously post my progress over at RigsVille.
So if you want to get out of your bike and explore different parts of Britain while feeling that your helping out a worthwhile cause - get over the British National Parks Ride website and to find out more.
Cold day in the Cotswolds
It was a very cold day on Saturday as we sat at Bob's house drinking tea and talking bollocks, nothing unusual there it must be said but while twittering away we eventually decided to head south into the Cotswolds and hopefully end up at Fox’s Diner for a warming breakfast.
Well that was the plan and as we all know things never go to plan, so after jumping onto the bikes we headed down the A429 and passed our usual breakfast stop near Wellesbourne and carried on through the popular market town of Moreton-in-Marsh where we turned onto the very frosty and cold A44 until we came into the infamous town of Chipping Norton.
Once we arrived in Chipping Norton we decided to stop and try to find somewhere to get a hot drink and get warm as even the local brass monkey’s were started to get worried.
After finding a local book shop that also sold coffee (the cakes look very nice as well but we decided to wait until we got to Fox's Diner) and had warmed up we decided to head in a more direct route to Fox’s Diner due to the cold.
So on with the GPS and through the centre of Oxford we went until we arrived at Fox’s Diner only to find it closed – crap
The lucky thing about Fox’s Diner is that next door the bike accessories shop MPS Express were open so in we popped to have a mooch about.
Due to time getting on a bit and the fact we were all starving (knew I should have had some cake in Chipping Norton) we decided to head to the nearest Little Chef, unfortunately this meant a trip around the Oxford ring road that just happened to be almost full of stationary traffic but nothing gets in the way of Bob and his Full English so 15 minutes later the bikes were parked in the Little Chef and we were in a nice warm restaurant ordering coffee and Olympic Breakfast (Cheers Chinny)
We decided that is was in fact way too cold, even for us so we took the decision the jump onto the A34 and then the M40 and get home nice and quick rather than take the long way home.
As always a few more pictures can be found here
Funny YouTube Video's
I've just been sent 2 amusing video's that have been posted on YouTube that I thought I would share with you.
The 1st one, titled Secret Life of Bikers is a very humorous David Attenborough style documentary looking into the lesser spotted biker at winter time.
The 2nd video is made by Triumph and details the enormous and complex methods that Triumph go through in the production of the Rocket III in the 21st century.
YouTube: Secret Life of Bikers
YouTube: Rocket III in the 21st century
Road Tax Petition
Over at the Number 10 website there's an online petition to stop penalising motorcyclists with unfair increases in road tax, I urge everyone to have a look at the website and if they agree with what the petition says to please sign it.
Number 10 website
Bobs Tyred Out
(Written by Bob)
Well we started our Saturday ride out in our usual way by meeting up with Bonzo and having a nice breakfast at Fromes Hill cafe where afterwards we were planning on going to go to Rhayader as the scenery is amazing this time of year but my I noticed that my rear tyre was a bit bald so we decided to head back into Birmingham to the Two Wheel Tyre Centre on Queslett Road for a new tyre.
When Rob (The main tyre guy) looked at my front tyre he noticed that I'd got the wrong fitment on the front!, it turns out that Bridgestone have a specific fitment for the Blackbird and when I had been previously visited the Two Wheel Tyre Centre they had fitted a standard Bridgestone BT-020 and not the specific Bridgestone approved one for the blackbird.
I'm not sure what the difference is but as Bridgestone make a specific BT-020 fitment for the Blackbird there must be a reason and seeing as your tyres are an extremely important safety feature I decided to replace both tyres... Bugger Bugger...
As always a few more pictures can be found here
France 2008
Bob and Chinnys bikes ready for the tripWell it all started with a bike clean on the 17th of Spetember as we were not going to get much work done.
Next morning Paul was knocking on my door about 4.20am and after a cup of tea and a chat, we load the bikes up and left about 4.40am. After an hour and ten minutes we meet up Bonzo and Ray at Newbury services, with us needing a hot drink after the cold and foggy drive down. We all fill up and blasted off to Brittany Ferries at Portsmouth and the sun is shining hopefully a good omen for the trip ahead.
We get on the 8.45am ferry to Caen which docks at 15.45pm English time so 16.45 French time. We have bit of a blast down the A84 to Rennes, around the ring road and blast off towards Redon. Before we get ½ mile away from the ring road we are pulled up by the Police for the noise and speeding. They checked insurance and licences, two coppers were alright but the third did not like my exhaust said that they are illegal in France with no baffles, they did not like Rays tyre as it’s a bit on the limit plus he had not got any insurance or licence on him. They even make us take a breath test to make sure that we had not been drinking. There was a mention of paying some cash with the police talking to each other, but they then let us go, phew!!
Ray, Bob and Chinny on the ferrySo a blast off down the D177 to Redon where we called at the Pil a Pil restaurant in Rue Victor Hugo, where after consuming some of their dam good pizza we headed to our house for a few beers out the fridge, a bit of telly and so to bed.
Friday. (Map)
We got up and I cooked the lads a ‘Bob’s English breakfast’ (never mind the hairy bikers) lol. We decided to have lazy day and a small ride out, so off we go towards St-Nazaire on the D177. We cross the bridge on the D213 then cut off towards the costal roads at Pornic (Bonzo’s favourite place for some reason) driving all along the coast to La Barre-de-Monts. We were trying to get to the island of Noirmoutier but it was getting a bit late so we headed back across country to Le Pellerin. We crossed the river on a free ferry on the D91 into Redon to the supermarket to pick up some steaks, chicken, beef burgers and salad (well tomatoes any way).
On the ferryWe get back to our house to flash up the barbecue, park the bikes in Terry’s garage next door. We then had a mans version of a barbecue which consisted of meat, meat and more meat oh and the token tomato all washed down with a load of beer.
Having a Man-bercueSaturday.
We decided to get up early and go pick breakfast up on the way to Cognac. We then started off through the back roads to Nantes and I only dropped the bike once. He he. We were looking for yet another tyre for Ray (this is the third one, one in Spain and one in Andorra and one in France). We found a lot of shops for bikes and tyres in Nantes. So off with a new back tyre, Ray’s smiling and off we start, around the ring road and down the N137, a nice fast road. We went to Chantonnay and along to the N148 to Niort around the ring road and down the N150 to Saint Jean-d’ Angely then down the D939 to Matha. After that we found some crappy back roads to Cognac. We then went to the Cheval Blanc hotel (White Horse) which I booked by phone from Nantes as Ray wanted a bit of comfort (more likely some clean sheets) they said no problem see you later. When we get there we were told that they where very busy but had got only one room left (so much for my French) which has two beds upstairs and two beds down stairs. Nice new building and large en-suite. Only 75 euro’s with breakfast another 5 euro’s each, Eric the boss gave us a free beer each, thanks Eric.
We got changed and walked the 300 yards up to the town where we had a few large beers at a bar sitting outside watching life go by (looking at the ladies more like). We then went into a restaurant for a meal and more beer and a bottle of wine (Well France is famous for its wine so it would have been rude not to sample a few bottles) and on the way back we called at a small but very livery bar and had a couple more beers and the lads went off to bed leaving me there, so I had another three small beers then the boss got me another one. Afterwards I staggered back to the hotel using my well tuned beer compass and woke up the boys who were fast asleep, all in we had a bloody good night.
Sunday.
The next morning we started with a traditional French breakfast with some fresh bread, croissants and a bowel of fruit (haven’t seen this on the hairy bikers). We then packed our bikes and headed off towards Saints we then got on the A837 motorway looking for petrol but no services, so we get off onto some back lanes with grass in the middle on the road (SAT NAV on shortest route and onto the N137 found a Super U supermarket and filled up at a 24 hour pump and the cards worked (not all English cards are accepted at some supermarkets) we then got back onto the A837 and then back on the N137 off onto the D937 towards La Rochelle where we stopped at the marina and called at a café for drinks.
We go out of town on the D104 to D105 onto D9 towards La Roche-Sur-Yon and we stopped at a nice restaurant for more drink and food. We then headed up through Lucon on the D746 and we went through La Roche-Sur-Yon and out on the D937 where we then joined the D178 to Rize we traveled along the D145 across the river La Loire on the N844, and we picked up the D201-N165 we turn off on the D15 we cut back on the D164 then have a little divert in Plesse to stop and have a drink in the bar. (did you spot the pattern here?)
We then nipped to our house in La Touche empted the top boxes and shot into Redon for a meal at a restaurant by the river. After a couple of soft drinks and a ride back we settled for some beers and a few laughs about the journey and Bonzo’s shiny head.
Monday.
We got up had a Bob’s breakie using double of everything just to get rid of what’s left in the fridge (Fat Bastards) afterwards with a full belly we then went on some nice roads to Guerande, an old walled city. We had some drinks at a bar in the town then decided to go to La Baule. Now that’s what you call a beach, so with another stop at the beach bar for some food and drinks and try and get a tan with leathers on. So we then cut across country and head into Redon, go to the supermarket and get some more meat shoot back into La Touch and than have another man-beque with loads more meat and beer, we also fed the local wild cats that our neighbours Jackie and Terry have trained into house cats (good to catch to local vermin). Lol. Also you can leave them in there in a nice kennel that Terry has built for them when on holiday.
Tuesday. (Map)
We all get up have showers and clean up and pack the bikes. We head off early towards the port. So we head into Redon and out on the D177 towards Rennes (looking out for the police) we fill up with petrol and go onto the ring road around Rennes and along the A84 towards Avranches. We make our traditional stop at the Le Mont-Saint-Michel services for food and drink and then carry on along to Avranches and turn off on the old road D937 towards Sartilly and onto Granville after a bit of a ride around the town we head out on the D971 to Coutances we head out of town on the D244 and D268 and get on the coast road D650. At this point the road was soaking wet but we had a few spots then the road just dried and all was good again(great) We carry on till we get to Saint-German-Sur-Ay then we turn off on the D306 and into La Haye-de-Puits where we stopped for more drinks and a chat.
We then give it some stick up the D900-D2 towards Valognes and jump on the E46 to Cherbourg. We stop at the supermarket for a bit of shopping and fill up.
We shoot down onto the ferry port and relax. After the fast ferry home we stop at the Little Thief (Little Chef) on the A34 and have 4 large all day breakfasts, which went down very nice. We then said goodbye and headed to the M4 waved Ray and Bonzo off and headed home.
We covered 1,299 miles.
Cost:-
Ferry £92.00 each.
Petrol in England £41.57
Petrol in France £148.80
Total £282.37
Plus spending money
As always a few more pictures can be found here
Many thanks to Bob for this excellent write up - Cheers mate!
Bourton-on-the-Water
Bob and Bonzo met up at Fromes Hill cafe for a small bite to eat before heading east to the picturesque village of Bourton-on-the-Water in the Costwolds.
France
Bob, Chinny, Bonzo and Ray have just returned from a week spent making a nuisance of themselves over in France.
While I did not manage to get over there myself, Bob and Ray were very kind to send me 1 or 2 pictures to give me an idea of the fun and frolics that took place while they were away. Bob has also kindly (or more accurately I've hassled him) to write a few words regarding their trip which I hope to post soon.
In the mean time if you have a few hours to waste you can find over 70 pictures here
DSA "practise your theory test" website
Highwaylass has just posted a link on her blog where you can practice your theory test, both car and motorcycle.
I would highly recommend that if you have the time to visit the site (you have to sign up but it’s free) – I just about managed to scrape a pass – I got 43 out of 46 but I think a couple of my answers were more luck than judgement.
Check out www.theory-tests.co.uk if you want to have a go (and don't forget to post your score)
Please say hello to Flo
I would like to introduce my new squeeze, my new ride, my new bringer of thrills – Flo
After selling my Sprint ST last week I then spent almost all my waking hours pouring over Internet forums, eBay and the local newspapers in search of a new bike until eventually I found a nice looking Honda CBR1100xx Blackbird that was being advertised only about 50 miles away, so after work my lovely wife and me drove over to have a look at the bike.
After checking the bike out and chatting to the owner a deal was struck and I rode home on my new bike.
It’s obviously very early to tell as I’ve only done about 100 miles but I’m very happy with the bike, clearly loads has already been written about this bikes amazingly powerful engine and everything I’ve read it true – WOW! But one of the things that impressed was how the bike handled, it seems to hide its weight very well.
I’m now look forward to a clear weekend where I can get out on Flo and give her a good old fashioned spanking!
