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sv-wolf wrote:For someone whose idea of heaven is either riding into the sunset on a big yellow three cylinder beast......
Walked into the local Triumph dealership this Thursday past, and there's a big yellow three cylinder beast for sale..... yellow Daytona 955i, a 2003, I think. When I saw it, I thought of you immediately!
It didn't have an undamaged left fairing, did it?
Actually the whole bike was immaculate. Destined to be a collectors' item some day, that's not a common bike over here, especially in that color.
Weep!

That's interesting about them being uncommon though. I put out a Google alert for anyone selling fairings for a 2006 Daytona 955i and practically the only ones that have turned up (three to date) have come from the West Coast of the US. So if it's not a common bike in the US, what's going on? Maybe you crash them more than we do? Or maybe we are just hoarders and don't like letting go of stuff. Second-hand parts for the 955i are like gold dust over here, and Triumph are milking that for all its worth. A new left-hand fairing from Triumph would set me back £280.
The yellow Daytona's still in the showroom, I took another look on Wednesday. It has 16 miles on it. 16 miles!!! Apparently it was in someone's collection, no wonder it is immaculate. They want $9,900 for it.
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jstark47 wrote:
sv-wolf wrote:
jstark47 wrote:
sv-wolf wrote:
jstark47 wrote:
sv-wolf wrote:For someone whose idea of heaven is either riding into the sunset on a big yellow three cylinder beast......
Walked into the local Triumph dealership this Thursday past, and there's a big yellow three cylinder beast for sale..... yellow Daytona 955i, a 2003, I think. When I saw it, I thought of you immediately!
It didn't have an undamaged left fairing, did it?
Actually the whole bike was immaculate. Destined to be a collectors' item some day, that's not a common bike over here, especially in that color.
Weep!

That's interesting about them being uncommon though. I put out a Google alert for anyone selling fairings for a 2006 Daytona 955i and practically the only ones that have turned up (three to date) have come from the West Coast of the US. So if it's not a common bike in the US, what's going on? Maybe you crash them more than we do? Or maybe we are just hoarders and don't like letting go of stuff. Second-hand parts for the 955i are like gold dust over here, and Triumph are milking that for all its worth. A new left-hand fairing from Triumph would set me back £280.
The yellow Daytona's still in the showroom, I took another look on Wednesday. It has 16 miles on it. 16 miles!!! Apparently it was in someone's collection, no wonder it is immaculate. They want $9,900 for it.
Hi JS

What do you think of that price? It sounds a lot to me for a 2003 Daytona even if it is in mint condition. It doesn't exactly appear as though there is a lot of demand for it.
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sv-wolf wrote:Hi JS

What do you think of that price? It sounds a lot to me for a 2003 Daytona even if it is in mint condition. It doesn't exactly appear as though there is a lot of demand for it.
Kelly Blue Book estimates $4,100 for an '03 955i in excellent condition. But they also allow for a 2003 bike in excellent condition to have 40,000 miles on it. I doubt their pricing norms have this sort of sale in mind.

This particular dealership does a modest business in new Triumphs, and only very occasionally will a used Triumph show up on their sales floor. When one does, it tends to sit a while. There's other local dealerships that do much greater trade in used bikes, so there aren't many folks looking to buy used that would come to this place shopping. Sort of a self-fulfilling prophecy.

It might be a consignment sale, I didn't ask. If I were them, I'd try to sell it on eBay, or at a bike show where there's a concentration of well-heeled folk looking to buy unusual bikes. The poor thing needs to be taken out and ridden hard: at eight years old and no significant usage, I'd be suspicious of the state of anything rubber, gaskets, seals, etc.
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jstark47 wrote:
sv-wolf wrote:Hi JS

What do you think of that price? It sounds a lot to me for a 2003 Daytona even if it is in mint condition. It doesn't exactly appear as though there is a lot of demand for it.
Kelly Blue Book estimates $4,100 for an '03 955i in excellent condition. But they also allow for a 2003 bike in excellent condition to have 40,000 miles on it. I doubt their pricing norms have this sort of sale in mind.

This particular dealership does a modest business in new Triumphs, and only very occasionally will a used Triumph show up on their sales floor. When one does, it tends to sit a while. There's other local dealerships that do much greater trade in used bikes, so there aren't many folks looking to buy used that would come to this place shopping. Sort of a self-fulfilling prophecy.

It might be a consignment sale, I didn't ask. If I were them, I'd try to sell it on eBay, or at a bike show where there's a concentration of well-heeled folk looking to buy unusual bikes. The poor thing needs to be taken out and ridden hard: at eight years old and no significant usage, I'd be suspicious of the state of anything rubber, gaskets, seals, etc.

He he! "Unusual bikes!" Love it. Vive la differance!

Quite right about the gaskets, seals etc - and everything else, too. The bike never had the best of components. Triumph stopped making the Daytona before it was able to negotiate for top quality parts. Until then it was thought to be a fly-by-night company and few of the major suppliers would give it decent terms.

I bought my 2006 Daytona, brand new for £5,500. Admittedly, that was a thousand quid off the list price - special offer once Triumph had stopped making them. (Shame!) What's the exchange rate at the moment? I haven't been keeping tabs.
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Unread post by sv-wolf » Sun Jan 01, 2012 6:24 pm

I got out the Daytona, Saturday morning and rode down into London. I called in at a friend's place, changed into some walking boots and put on a rucksack, and then went for a hike around the city. I walked from Drayton Park down to St Pancras, where I dropped in at the British Library to look at a new exhibition of medieval manuscripts - fourteenth century Manga - amazing stuff. I used to think this kind of art was boring. Doh!

I pushed on through Bloomsbury, past the British Museum, into the West End and Trafalgar Square, and then on down Whitehall to Westminster and Pimlico. As I paced it out along The Embankment at Millbank (a fairly bleak part of town) a set of mega-speakers somewhere near the London Eye were blasting out music right across the river. The volume was tremendous. (I don't suppose the buskers made much money that evening.)

I scooted across the Thames at Vauxhall Bridge, past the weird MI5/MI6 building and dropped into the Triumph dealer under the railway arches for a quick shuftie to see if there was anything worth looking at. I cut through the station tunnel, up past the City Farm and the site of the eighteenth-century pleasure gardens to Lambeth and the Imperial War Museum. I hadn't intended to visit the museum but just happened to need a widdle as I was passing by. Having made use of its hospitality, I spent a couple of hours till closing time looking at the holocaust exhibition. (It was even more stomach churning than I'd been led to believe!). The Imperial War Museum is housed in a large building which was once the home of the Bethlehem Hospital or 'Bedlam' for short - the city's principal 'lunatic asylum'. Some things don't change, I guess. I walked on to St George's Circus where at the end of the 18th century, 'good' King George's troops massacred a huge crowd of people gathered for a 'Wilks and Liberty' protest. From there I headed back west towards Waterloo and the South Bank to get something to eat. And then it was (and only then) that I realised it must be New Year's Eve.

OK, I know. So, I must have eaten too much christmas pudding and watched too many DVDs over the last week and had too much time with nothing much to do, but I'd really forgotten what day it was. One day just flows into another at Christmas time. The first clue to the date was a huge metallic clanking sound all around me as hundreds of blokes in flourescent jackets were busy erecting crowd control barriers in streets and squares all across the South Bank and Bankside areas and, as I later found out, as far north on the other side of the river as Piccadilly Circus. New Year's festivities in the West End are traditional, and in recent years our Boris (the distinctly lunatic Mayor of London) has put on a spectacular fireworks display down on the river. The BBC were out, as usual, broadcasting the festivities on giant screens in Trafalgar Square.

Even by Europen standards, London is an unusual city, and for all sorts of reasons. For one thing, no-one has ever been able to plan it. As a result it has no real centre, just lots of districts, each with its open and closed spaces. This means tht there is no single area for people to congregate. It's really quite an anarchic place.

European cities usually get planned as a result of war, revolution or fire, and London has seen plenty of those. It was bombed to pieces in the last war and has been burned to the ground more times than anyone can count but despite all the efforts of the authorities, no-one has ever been able to force any rational order on it. They've tried, and failed. London crowds are like that too. They lack focus. And crowd management in the city is a nightmare for the police. How do you get a lot of people in an out of a city whose roads are narrow and tend to wiggle about as though they have no idea where they are going?

By the time I hit the giant Imax cinema at Waterloo, there were hundreds of security people milling about the streets in little groups of four or five. At the Waterloo Cut I listened in as a group of about thirty of them were getting a talk about looking out for knives. (Knife carrying is getting to be a problem, in parts of South London in particular). Everywhere the loud metallic clatter continued, as more and more barriers went up to channel people into and out of the city in ways that the roads themselves would fail to do.

I couldn't get anything to eat at the South Bank concert halls as all the restaurants near the river had closed down early. Instead I had to hurry across Hungerford Bridge and on to Leicester Square. I never get tired of the views up and down river, no-matter how often I cross it, but tonight my eyes were fixed on the far side and the paving slabs beneath my feet. I needed to get food. I cut through Charing Cross station to St Martins in the Fields and then headed for a favourite eating place just off Leicester Square. Once inside I shared a table with an Arab family. They were going down to the river for the entertainment. The two sprogs were wide-eyed with excitement, and their dad was pretty wired himself. Mum just giggled a lot.

There were relatively few people around when I had entered the restaurant. When I came out there were thousands. I had to push my way northwards against a tide of party-goers making their way down to the river for the fireworks - and the binge drinking, brawls, general hullabaloo and merry making. I passed packs of half-naked London lasses, frivolous in their spangly glad-rags, and foreign visitors from warmer parts of the world bulked up in their padded jackets against this mildest of northern climates. There were a lot of excited but sober-looking families, and mindlessly giggling teenage lads on the look-out for god knows what kind of entertainment.

I love big events but I came down to Central London for the New Year's festivities several years go and never want to do it again. It's a phenomenal atmosphere, but down by the river, on the bridges and embankments and in the waterside gardens where it all kicks off, you get packed into the crowd so tightly that you can't even raise your arms. If you get squashed up against some nutter off his head on booze or drugs life can get pretty hair-raising. And getting out of the city when it's all over can be pretty scary, too. On my way back to the station, I spent an hour squeezed between people all trying to get across Hungerford Bridge.

As I made my way northwards against the tide of people, the West End and Soho took on a strange empty appearance - empty because there were no cars. All the roads in the central West End had been closed off. Many of the tube stations near the river had shutters across their entrances. The crowd was coming in by foot. On New Year's Night, the busses run into and out of the city all night long but they don't come down to the river. You have to pick them up further out. After 11.00 pm they are all free. But London without cars is a strange experience; like bread without butter.

Once I hit Holborn, the crowds were less dense, and there were a few vehicles sheepishly roaming about. The boroughs crowding around the inner cities of London and Westminster began to take on their usual severe and spooky night-time appearance. London darkness is not like the darkness in other places. It's like polished tar. It's casts a dense shiney blackness over everything, and it glitters with highlights. It's hypnotic, and attractive too, in an odd sort of way, but not beautiful. Some of the strangeness of London at night comes from the narrow, chaotic quality of the city streets and some from its lighting. Many central parts are still lit by gas lamp. At dusk you can hear the hiss and pop as the old-fashioned mantles flicker into life before they start to cast an eerie glow over the buildings and streets.

By the time I got back to the bike up at Drayton Park it was nearly 11.00 and I was knackered. I was tempted to accept an offer to stay overnight, but though I was tired I was also wound up tight and still wanting to move. The traffic was light on the way home and I began to feel more mellowed out. There's nothing like a fast night ride to clear your mind.
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Unread post by blues2cruise » Tue Jan 03, 2012 1:19 am

Happy New Year 2012.

There were no celebrations planned for Vancouver this year. The city decided that after the hockey riots and the damage and the cost...they were not going to plan a big NY event. There were a few thousand people downtown...but it was not like the thousands and thousands that would normally go to an organized event.

The hooligans spoiled it.

I wish you well for 2012. :)
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Unread post by sv-wolf » Sat Feb 04, 2012 9:09 pm

Suddenly, it's hard to keep the house warm. The central heating is struggling even to keep the chill off the air. Tonight, I put a few logs on the open fire - not something I often do - and huddled up close to the grate for warmth. Cooking my evening meal in the kitchen, I wore a fleece over my jumper and, when that didn't do the job, plugged in a powerful little electric fire that I keep on hand for days like this. The fire is actually a greenhouse heater that used to belong to my parents back in the days when I was still hopeful and had a family home. My parents were mad keen gardeners. Sometimes, I suspect the greenhouse plants were kept warmer than me.

At midnight, tonight, I stood by the back door, looking out over the kitchen garden, and over the huge, white walnut tree and willow hedge to the rooftops beyond. Despite the hour, everything looked clear and bright with that special brightness that comes when there is high cloud and a thick covering of pure white snow. Winter was here at last. In a matter of hours my little domestic plot had changed into something quietly beautiful. Big dry flakes were falling steadily. They had been falling since I arrived back from London on the train at eight o'clock. They are still falling now. By tomorrow morning the drifts could be several feet deep - or more.

So here it is: the cold snap the Met Office have been promising us for weeks, a huge depression pushing in over the UK from northern Russia. The 'experts' tell us that it will cover the country in Siberian gloom (or what passes for 'Siberian gloom' in the British imagination) for several weeks. There'll be no more riding for a while, then - perhaps not until the spring. Ah well, at least I got round to buying two new waterproof covers for the bikes before the snows came. I'm glad of that. The old ones were going rotten and starting to tear. Tomorrow, or whenever the snow stops, I'll go out and oil the chains and spray the frames with AC50 - jobs I've been putting off 'till tomorrow' because they weren't necessary 'today'. OK: I got that wrong! It's the classic lazy man's gambit. I should know by now that it never pays off.

Huddling around the fire this evening, I tucked into a thick chicken stew with lots of root veg and big frothy dumplings. After that, I got my head stuck into a book: "There and Back Again to see how far it is" by Tim Watson. It's a hardback I picked up last week. It's rather grandly subtitled: "Cultural observations of an Englishman aboard a Harley-Davidson motorcycle around small-town America." It was the words "small-town America" that took my fancy. That's what I'd want to see on a trip to the States. My rule would be: stay off the Interstate and avoid the cities. I'm not a city boy. Definitely not! It's the spaces in between that attract me - the big wide-open spaces where a deepened sense of reality settles in and drives out all the obsessive fretfulness of daily life. As cities go, I make a special exception for London, of course : I've grown up and lived within its huge gravitational pull for most of my life and learned to love it despite myself. In the States, there are one or two exceptions too. I'd like to see Chicago - I've always been facinated by its folklore - and San Diego and maybe Memphis. Otherwise, it's the Appalachians and states like Wyoming that call loudest to my imagination.

I picked up the book from Sam Manicom at the London Excel motorcycle show - I look out for him every year. He is always there at his stand, talking riders into buying motorcycle travel books and persuading them to live out their dream. Sam is an adventure biker and a prolific writer - a great advocate of the "just do it" motorcyclist philosophy. He also gives talks about his life on two wheels. He's an inspiration to a lot of people. He handed me, "There and Back Again" and asked me to review it for him since he didn't have time himself. Well, no problem, Sam! My pleasure. Just the job for a snowy winter evening. So I'd better get back to it - and put a few more logs on the fire.
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Unread post by sv-wolf » Tue Feb 07, 2012 12:13 pm

I'm a bit indignant about the "Siberian" weather we were promised. Yes, a couple of feet of snow accumulated in my back garden for 24 hours, but then we had a complete lack of sub-zero temperatures or night frosts, and it was rapidly reduced it to dirty grey slush. It has now almost disappeared. If it wasn't for the salt and the slush, the mild temperatures would have had the usual winter bikers out in force. As it was, I saw only one jet black Yamaha around town on Monday. It's exhaust had the most amazing deep-throated growl I've heard in years. God knows what the owner had done to achieve that.

We did have one proper snowy day, though. And when it snows in Hitchin, there's only one place to go: Windmill Hill.

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The snow's back again and the nights are freezing. My two bikes are standing quietly in the back yard. I'm beginning to twitch and pace up and down: the winter motorcycle withdrawal symptoms are here again.

So, I thought I'd divert myself by posting a few pics to remind me of summer. Here are some photos I took of some long-distance bikes and bikers at last year's Horizons Unlimited meet at Ripley, UK. I've blogged about Horizons before. It's a fantastically enjoyable five-day event where adventure bikers and would-be adventure bikers can get together, camp out, eat extraordinary food, and exchange extraordinary stories. Some of the friendliest people I've ever met turn up here every year. Adventure riding seems to knock the rough edges off anyone who does it.

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This is Norman Magowan's beaky beemer. Last year he wrote up the story of his trip round the Americas on this bike in two books. Norman is Irish and slightly diminutive, so naturally the books are entitled Leprechauns in Alaska and Leprechauns in Latin America. (That's leprechauns, plural, because his wife Maggie rode with him on an identical - and identically yellow - bike.) The books are a real delight - just like the author. They come highly recommended for anyone who wants a good winter read.


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This is an ex-Australian post-office bike. It was ridden home from Oz to the UK after Nathan Millward lost, in quick succession, his job, his visa and then his girlfriend - and couldn't figure out what to do next! Riding the bike home just seemed like a good idea at the time. Great story.


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This is Sjaak Lucassen keeping an eye on his R1. Sjaak intends this year to become the first man to ride a bike to the north pole. He will probably do it. You don't get more hardcore among adventure riders than this guy. He plans to do it on (wait for it) his sportsbike. The bike will pull a specially made sledge to carry his 'tent' and the generator which will provide the heat needed to keep his engine turning over in Arctic conditions. He's already ridden to Nordcap and Prudhoe Bay in midwinter. Sjaak has produced a DVD called "Sjaak the world". Amazing!


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This is a blurry photo of seventy-something-year-old Simon Gandolfi, the funniest man on a bike you will ever meet. His chosen ride is a pizza bike and he's riding around the world on it. The only luggage he says he needs is "something big enough to carry my heart pills". He's written about some of his travels on "Old Man on a Bike", "Old Men can't wait" and "Old Man in India".


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Another advocate of low power adventure riding - this one is a contestant in the Budapest to Bamako rally.


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Fancy a tutorial on good posture for riders who do long hours in the saddle? Apart from listening to some of the best motorcycle yarners in the business, at Horizons you can learn how to change a tyre in the Sudan without a tyre lever, treat Delhi Belly in Bangalore without Immodium or keep your back supple with motorcycle yoga. You can get tips on funding your trip, surviving border crossings, shipping your precious bike abroad, stopping zealous officials impounding it, using a camera with frozen fingers, setting up a website, deciding what and how to pack, surviving with just a few kilos of luggage, and choosing your machine. Or you can just slob out around the camp fire and eat roasted squirrel.


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There's always a roadkill cafe at the Horizons meet. The sign speaks for itself. (I didn't fancy the snail stew myself.)


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Evening entertainment at the Horizon meet. Great time!
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Unread post by sv-wolf » Fri Feb 10, 2012 7:47 pm

OK I seem to have caught the bug for posting pics. Here's some more I didn't get round to posting earlier in the year.

I took a ride down to Lyme Regis on the south coast on the Daytona this summer. Lyme is probably my favourite British town. And it's located in my favourite region - the South-West. I try to get a ride down there as often as I can. I had a fabulous, sunshiney ride on the outward trip, but got soaked to the skin coming home.

There are lots of great and unique things about Lyme. Its most important attribute is that it is home to the best fish and chip stall in the known universe. It also has a fantastically eccentric bookshop.

It is, incidentally, the place where King William III and his 'invading' Dutch army landed on the British coast. Fed up with James II's autocratic behaviour, parliament invited his Dutch cousin, William to invade Britain and take the crown for himself. This was the beginning of the UK's constitutional monarchy - Royal government by permission of parliament. It is also the beginning of modernity. William's 'invading' army was generally welcomed and didn't need to fight any war except a propaganda one - it carried a portable printing press with it on its march on London, and leafletted towns and villages on the way.


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The end of Lyme Cob (the town's artificial harbour wall). Lyme is the only fishing town on the South Coast that doesn't have a natural harbour. Undeterred by this small detail, the townsfolk went ahead and constructed one. Obvious really. The cob still looks pretty sturdy today, but when it was first built it was regarded as an engineering wonder of the first magnitude.


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The harbour - inside the protecting wall of The Cob.


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It was at Lyme and nearby Charmouth that many of the first dinosaur fossils were found by local girl, Mary Annan. If anyone can be said to have started off the whole dinosaur mania, it was her. Lyme is very proud of its dinosaur connections. Even the streetlights are designed like ammonite shells. Today, you can still pick up fossils off the beaches at Lyme in the way you can pick up stones elsewhere, and once in a while a monster skeleton is washed out of the cliffs.


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All round Lyme there are acres of Horsetail ferns. OK, I keep going on about these things, but I think they are fantastic. Horsetails are one of the most ancient species still growing on earth (so old that their chemistry is based on silicon, not carbon). They were flourishing at the time of the dinosaurs. Fossil specimens from the Jurassic and Triassic periods have been found growing up to 30 feet tall. These are some of the largest I've ever seen in the UK.


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Between Lyme and Seaton is the seven mile long 'Undercliff', a scientifically unique region of crumbling cliffs and shifting rocks. There are constant landslips here. The whole area is under intense scientific scrutiny as it's the only place in the world where environments are changing so rapidly that the effects on the plant and animal life can be observed as it struggles to adapt. You can walk the entire Undercliffe in a couple of hours. It's extraordinarily varied and beautiful...

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...but then so much of Lyme and the surrounding countryside is beautiful.


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Every year Lyme hosts a fossil festival in a huge marquee on the beach. The event also attracts artists and entertainers of various sorts including this amazing guy who 'balances stones'. OK, balancing stones! When I first read about him, I thought it was all a bit ho hum - but then I saw him doing it. It's mesmerising to watch - it takes him up to ten minutes to get it right making the minutest of adjustments. He says it took him fifteen years to learn the skill. He attracts huge crowds.
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On the first weekend in January after the New Year, I join a group of friends, old and new, and take a trip to Snowdonia. We stay in a cottage at the foot of Snowdon, the tallest mountain in Wales. The cottage has electicity and a wood-burning stove, but no piped water supply. The water drains off a large rock into a cistern. There is no river nearby and no-one is entirely sure where the water comes from.

We usually spend one or two days walking or rock scrambling in the area. This year the weather was good enough to have a go at climbing Snowdon itself.

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On the way up to the summit.



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Almost up in the clouds. You can spend a whole lifetime climbing Snowdon and never get a clear view from the top.



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Almost there.



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The summit (almost).



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A view from the long ridge on the way back down.


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Entertainment by Dan after lunch in the cottage. Most of the people who go on this trip are musicians.



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Harlech Castle. On the last day we were knackered, so took a trip into Harlech, a nearby coastal town.



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Sunset on the shore. Harlech.
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Unread post by High_Side » Sat Feb 11, 2012 6:51 am

Great pictures and story. Keep 'em coming.

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Unread post by sunshine229 » Mon Feb 13, 2012 3:32 pm

Wow, absolutely amazing photography, right down to the last one (and I'd argue it's the best one!). There are so many great places to visit in the UK. Unfortunately we haven't seen them all but most places we have made it to have been worth any effort of going there.

BTW - how's it going these days?
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Hi all

This is an unashamed bit of salesmanship. A couple of posts back I was raving about a talk by Nathan Millward the guy who rode an ex-postal bike home to the UK from Australia with a couple of days notice of the trip. Needless to say he learned a great deal very quickly. I'm glad to see he has just published a book of his journey. I've ordered it from his website (below) and am looking forward to reading it. If it is anything like his talk at the Horizons event at Ripley last year, it will be a truly cracking read. Anyone who likes motorcycle travel literature should certainly think about this one.

http://www.thepostman.org.uk/

In the UK the book is called "The Long Ride Home", but I think his American publisher is calling it "Going Postal". Check it out. [Edit: Ooops, no. "Going Postal" is the title of the Australian version, which the author seems be saying was less under his own control than this new edition: "The Long Ride Home".
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sunshine229 wrote:Wow, absolutely amazing photography, right down to the last one (and I'd argue it's the best one!). There are so many great places to visit in the UK. Unfortunately we haven't seen them all but most places we have made it to have been worth any effort of going there.

BTW - how's it going these days?
Hi Andrea

In this last week, I've had a bit of an epiphany. There are far more important things in life than obsessing about the 'important' things - which often turn out to be not very important at all. I think I used to know that, but somehow forgot. So! I have given notice on all those 'serious issues' that have been convincing me that they need attending to. Listen here, guys: you don't. I need a break.

I've saved up enough Annual Leave at work to take two weeks holiday at the end of March. And I've saved up enough spare cash to fund a motorcycle trip through Europe. Destination The Alps and Slovenia. I've never been to the Balkans, but they are calling to me. They've been on my (long) hit list of places to visit for years. They're also South, and South feels attractively warm at present. If I have time, I'll wander into Northern Greece as well. I've always loved the Greek people, and right now they are loudly articulating what many ordinary Europeans are feeling about being made to pay for the recession. I'd like to find out for myself what they are thinking.

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Of course, deep down in those secret places I'd love to just tell everyone to "stuff your issues, I'm off" and then disappear into the wild blue yonder for oooh... maybe a year or so. But I've nailed myself down to too much workaday "stuff" for that to happen suddenly or easily. But... I'm still working on it.
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sv-wolf wrote: In this last week, I've had a bit of an epiphany. There are far more important things in life than obsessing about the 'important' things - which often turn out to be not very important at all.
Yessir...it's called having a life. :D

Kudos to you for taking stock and going for a ride. Take care....we want a trip report...and pics... :mrgreen:
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http://www.youtube.com/embed/iKqpvriKZuA



I think you might enjoy this. :D
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blues2cruise wrote:http://www.youtube.com/embed/iKqpvriKZuA

I think you might enjoy this. :D
LOL. Yep, but I think I prefer the Daytona - It's got plenty of personality but it doesn't argue or have a mind of its own - essential qualities in a motorcycle, I'm thinking.

And now for a report on the weather. It's lurching every few days from freezing cold temperatures to unseasonable warmth. So, getting out on the bike has been a bit of a hit and miss affair this month. It's great when you can do it; frustrating when you can't. I've not managed a long ride so far - mostly just daily commutes or rides out to Cambridge or Ely - but I'm trying to get in as much time in the saddle as I can to prepare for a long trip down to Southern Europe in a couple of weeks. Well, I hope that's where I'm going. I may have a problem with that, since I've just discovered that my passport went out of date a couple of months ago and I don't know how quickly I can get a new one now that it has to have some sort of chip put in it. And it costs about £80.00. At least they're not thinking about putting chips in people yet - but I suspect that's only because of the recession and they can't afford it. Am I just getting old? Or is the world getting nastier. Not sure.

Just for fun I decided a few minutes ago to take the online British Citizenship test - and failed miserably: I got 46% of the questions right. (The minimum requirement for those applying for British Citizenship is 75%.) According to the government, that appears to make me some sort of national reject. The truth is, though, my score probably makes me culturally very British indeed, as few people actually born here get scores much higher than this. I mean, for god's sake, how does knowing what year the NHS was introduced make you British? A liking for warm ale, for spending your Saturdays going to football matches and for watching too much 'Coronation Street' and 'East Enders' on the telly was once a more reliable indicator that you were born somewhere on this chunk of rock. Why would anyone want to identify with a myth anyway?

:arse: :uk:

PS I've now got hold of Nathan Millward's book. It's fantastic. I read a lot of motorcycle travel books and this is right up there among the best: fresh, honest, fast-paced; with a narrator who is open to all kinds of new experience - a great true-life adventure story, brilliantly told.
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