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That’s a click bait heading if ever I read one. Gotcha attention? Clickbait it may be, but there is also a degree of truth to my story, so let’s get on with it. I’ve recently had a birthday and...
All good things must come to an end as they say. And that is how it felt for me on my seventh day touring Scotland on my rented S1000XR. The bitter end. The pill you don’t want to swallow. The bike you...
Herro! This week the GS dash told me the 20K service was due despite sitting on just a touch over 18,000km, so abiding by the dash master I booked it in for said service requesting an overnight loan bike,...
Och Aye, Scotland and aye. By day 3 a couple of exciting things had happened, or were happening. First of all was a good dash of retail therapy was coming together in the form of comms. I had decided...
I’m getting really sick of dealing with sales staff and none moreso than the obligatory know-it-all motorcycle helmet sales-person. Some can be genuinely helpful, others can tell you all manner...
Ooright san? Or something like that. So I’m in Scotland and finally got the rental S1000XR and needed to excise some two wheeled demons that had been building up over the past few weeks without wheels....
Dan laughed at me when I showed him a pic of the Kazz Mazz Kimberley Waistcoat I intended to order. In many ways we share the same tastes but on motorcycle gear (and Harleys) we rarely agree. I...
I know I said I didn’t do an ADR summary post this year for a few reasons, but that didn’t mean I didn’t film some of it. Unfortunately I really hadn’t nailed the audio part of this deal at all…...
Is wearing a jacket once long enough to draw a conclusion on its superiority? I just got an Icon Raiden DKR jacket from RevZilla and I am so impressed, so incredibly blown away after just one wear...
Hey. I decided to get a Grom probably the day I saw the 2016 SF model at an event in the city with Wombat. He thought I was mad. Everyone thought I had lost my marbles. So why did...
At first I was pretty happy with the stock pipe on my BMW R1200 GS, but after about 7,000kms I knew it had to go; it just didn’t have the character, or note, that I liked. Ireally wanted that angry...
Yasuo! My Dad was a greek Cypriot, and Mum was English, he loved Indians, and she loved bikes and boys. What a match! They were together until the end, some 53 odd years of marriage and migration from...
