Anyway the 998 passed it's Mot with James at JB motorcycles with flying colours today, also i've given the yellow one a 6 week sabbatical in exchange with the silver machine that's only been used on three trips this year.
Having struggled for 90 mins this morning trying to fit the straps for my Kreiga luggage I eventually got it sorted. Then I lubed the chain and decided that the rear tyre probably would only last another 500 to 1000 miles and I need it to do 2000 miles in the next fortnight So I then spent another hour (plus) on the phone trying to source a rear tyre locally but to no avail. Quick call, as a last resort, to Ducati Manchester and I’m getting one fitted Thursday morning
I would love to know the age spread. Any one older than myself makes me feel better. I am but a mere youth. [/QUOTE] I’m a mere pup at 69, but my head says I’m 29, but on the other hand my body reminds me constantly I’m approaching 109
Plant your crops well & hopefully when it comes to harvest time your efforts will be rewarded handsomely.
First time as a pillion for the mrs today, she did great! Treated her to an ice cream on the way home!
Today I have been bettered, hoodwinked, neigh downright tricked by my daughter. She “only” achieved a 2:1 in her Law Degree last year & so my ongoing attempts to avoid buying her a dog stayed on track. I do recall saying something along the lines of “yeah sure if you ever do better than that, the deals back on” as her plan at the time was to take a year off travelling before attempting to actually find work. However Covid put an end to all that and so she decided to sit her Masters. Today I get this: You said if I graduate with a first you’ll get me a dog! Well now I will graduate with a distinction in my LPC postgrad so that’s one step further me thinks… & then seconds later, this: Therefore as a graduation present I expect it to woof Getting out of this is going to take some seriously creative thinking...
Spent most of today (and yesterday (and the day before)) hurling about smaller rural roads in Angus and Aberdeenshire on the little wee SB200. The traffic is getting too bad on the more main routes so the Supersport might be confined to the garage until the schools go back. I think it is made worse this year with so many people staying in Britain for their holidays - there certainly seems to be more clueless critters than usual polluting the highways, that is for sure. Most of the back roads are almost traffic free and many (but certainly not all) of them have excellent surfaces. My excuse for all this hurling about is that I am making fuel and exhaust adjustments to the little 2-stroke and since I don't have access to a rolling road then lots of road testing is the only alternative. Photo taken into the sun so didn't work too well: This was once the main road to Aberdeen, now it doesn't go anywhere at all: There are a surprising number of abandoned roads but most are not as large or as long as this: Spot the symbol of rebellion against centralised authority:
