Indeed JB, I’m looking forward to a return to the Irish west coast affair.
I still have three motorcycles, or four if you count the KTM I gave to my nephew to rag around the farm. I can’t though remember when I last rode any of the three and all are declared SORN. Have I missed any of them? Not particularly, not least as I have done and enjoyed plenty of jaunts or whatever, without turning two wheels, other than on a bicycle. Similarly, I have several more non-motorcycle events to look forward to into November of this year, including two UKGSer camping weekends, which are at least fun, after a fashion.
I have had a full year without riding a motorcycle before, when I stopped running Wapping’s Wanders, after clocking up something approaching 24,000 miles in a year. It was becoming ridiculous, not least as that was getting on for five sets of front and rear tyres on the big bike. I didn’t even open the garage door and had forgotten what colour the 1600 was.
Into 2027, I have an outline of doing some more jaunts, but none of them (at the moment at least) will involve motorcycles, not even towing one on a trailer. I also want to see more of London (which I can do on foot, on public transport and with - or without - a bicycle) not least as bods seem to like the little reports. That I quite enjoy them is just a bonus, I guess. If nothing else, wandering about in London is, near enough, free.
Mixed into the background (or foreground) of all this, is that I want to see more of my granddaughter, who (luckily enough) lives about an hour outside of London.. For reasons that are not for the forum, she may well not see so much of her grandmother over the coming years, which is sad on a whole bunch of levels. My daughter will probably need some support through it all too, as it will very probably be difficult for her and her husband. We (them and me) will have to see how that all unfolds, but at the moment it’s not looking great. I could wash my hands of the whole matter, but that would be grossly selfish. That puts motorcycles and indeed jaunts of any fashion into some perspective; you never know what’s coming down the road towards you.