I've posted the pic of Aidan crying when his went the 2nd time.....
I don't recall the crying but can still hear the anguish cry of Feckety feck feck feck
Coming up Bilko`s rear
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I don't recall the crying but can still hear the anguish cry of Feckety feck feck feck
Paddy Dakar
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any more???
MrIFan
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there may be a short delay, he's off at work again for a bit
Tour
This is the mutts....
I have only met gaz once, when he bought my HP2 ( remind me why i sold it???), and i thought he was a top bloke. Would have liked to tag along on this adventure
Richie
This is the mutts....
I have only met gaz once, when he bought my HP2 ( remind me why i sold it???), and i thought he was a top bloke. Would have liked to tag along on this adventure
Richie
GunZenBomZ
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Oh i do hope you visited the Grand Prismatic Spring.
http://www.photoseek.com/WyomingUSA.html
Found a good bookmark of mine.
Its about time I finished this.
On returning from my meal I fired up the Laptop to find half a dozen replies from folk all over the US. The closest was a guy called Brian and Lived about an hour away in Colorado. He said he was between jobs at the minute and had in a previous life used to work on bikes a lot.
I called him and he kindly offered to put me up the following night and take a good look at the bike.
A few hours before I was thinking this was the end of my trip and now I had a branch to cling to.
I slept well and looked forward to getting things sorted one way or another the next day.
On returning from my meal I fired up the Laptop to find half a dozen replies from folk all over the US. The closest was a guy called Brian and Lived about an hour away in Colorado. He said he was between jobs at the minute and had in a previous life used to work on bikes a lot.
I called him and he kindly offered to put me up the following night and take a good look at the bike.
A few hours before I was thinking this was the end of my trip and now I had a branch to cling to.
I slept well and looked forward to getting things sorted one way or another the next day.
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I met up with Brian after a very steady 30 miles or so to his place in a suburb of Colorado. He new a BMW specialist who had a shop just 10 minutes away and off we went up there for some sage advice from a guy called Pete who 3 or 4 guys from ADV RIDER had recommended I go see.
After a few minutes of looking he confirmed my worst fears in that the Final Drive was on its way out. He also scared the xxxx out of me by saying he could get me back on the road with a brand new one for $2500 all in.
After picking myself up off the floor I told him I would think about it and went back to Brians to drink copious amounts of beer and eat a pizza the size of a 21 inch rim.
I posted a thread on this site and got some great replies with advice of what to do.
Mav of this Parish came up trumps and said although he was in New York at the moment he had a spare in his garage at home and his mum could root around and find it and get it sent to Brians place.
This was a lot better option than stumping up $2500 dollars and I could sort things out with Mav when I get home in the form of sexual favours ( I Know he fancies me
)
I left him to explain to his mother what a final drive was and could she get fedex to send it to the USA and carried on drinking with Brian.
After a few minutes of looking he confirmed my worst fears in that the Final Drive was on its way out. He also scared the xxxx out of me by saying he could get me back on the road with a brand new one for $2500 all in.
After picking myself up off the floor I told him I would think about it and went back to Brians to drink copious amounts of beer and eat a pizza the size of a 21 inch rim.
I posted a thread on this site and got some great replies with advice of what to do.
Mav of this Parish came up trumps and said although he was in New York at the moment he had a spare in his garage at home and his mum could root around and find it and get it sent to Brians place.
This was a lot better option than stumping up $2500 dollars and I could sort things out with Mav when I get home in the form of sexual favours ( I Know he fancies me
)I left him to explain to his mother what a final drive was and could she get fedex to send it to the USA and carried on drinking with Brian.
Brian had an Idea
Waking early the next morning and having received an email from Mav saying his Mum had dispatched the FD to me I found Brian pondering over my bike in his very well equipped garage.
He suggested we change the final drive oil and I go for a bimble (200 miles) in to Colorado for the day to see how it goes.
It was a there and back route to a place called Estes in the Rocky mountain National Park. The furthest I would be if things went pear shaped would be 100 miles and he could come and get me in his truck if needed.
It sounded like a plan so we drained the now grey looking oil from the FD and out came a bunch of iron shavings. ( never a good sign I`m sure)
I left my panniers and the rest of my luggage and set off. I didnt take a camera with me as it was in my Luggage. Big Mistake. The roads where fantastic.
After a lunch in Estes I set off back riding the bike a little harder than before and it didnt miss a beat. If the FD was going it wasn`t today.
I arrived back at Brians in the early evening and we changed the FD oil again to see even more shavings come out.
After taking him out for more beers I hit the sack and thought about a plan for the next day.
No music today:
Mileage: 3333
Waking early the next morning and having received an email from Mav saying his Mum had dispatched the FD to me I found Brian pondering over my bike in his very well equipped garage.
He suggested we change the final drive oil and I go for a bimble (200 miles) in to Colorado for the day to see how it goes.
It was a there and back route to a place called Estes in the Rocky mountain National Park. The furthest I would be if things went pear shaped would be 100 miles and he could come and get me in his truck if needed.
It sounded like a plan so we drained the now grey looking oil from the FD and out came a bunch of iron shavings. ( never a good sign I`m sure)
I left my panniers and the rest of my luggage and set off. I didnt take a camera with me as it was in my Luggage. Big Mistake. The roads where fantastic.
After a lunch in Estes I set off back riding the bike a little harder than before and it didnt miss a beat. If the FD was going it wasn`t today.
I arrived back at Brians in the early evening and we changed the FD oil again to see even more shavings come out.
After taking him out for more beers I hit the sack and thought about a plan for the next day.
No music today:
Mileage: 3333
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After looking online at the Fedex tracking website for the FD it looked like it would be here in about 36 hours.
Brian suggested a route I should take and that I leave my luggage with him and just take enough for 1 over night stay.
It was a few hundred miles to get in but with no panniers on planned on winding it on a bit.
I know this showed no mechanical sympathy for the FD but I thought fxxk it. A chunk of metal isn`t going to ruin my plans. And if it goes it goes. Brian will come and recover me and I will deal with it then.
I set off and wanted to swing by a place called Breckenridge that the wife went skiing to in January. She said it was a fantastic little town and well worth a trip.
I planned on having lunch there.
After only 30 miles or so out of Denver I ran into this little chap at the side of the road.
I`m glad it wasn`t me that did that to him. I`m sure I would have come off worse.
Brian suggested a route I should take and that I leave my luggage with him and just take enough for 1 over night stay.
It was a few hundred miles to get in but with no panniers on planned on winding it on a bit.
I know this showed no mechanical sympathy for the FD but I thought fxxk it. A chunk of metal isn`t going to ruin my plans. And if it goes it goes. Brian will come and recover me and I will deal with it then.
I set off and wanted to swing by a place called Breckenridge that the wife went skiing to in January. She said it was a fantastic little town and well worth a trip.
I planned on having lunch there.
After only 30 miles or so out of Denver I ran into this little chap at the side of the road.
I`m glad it wasn`t me that did that to him. I`m sure I would have come off worse.
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stunning pics
I rode into Montrose and stopped at the first Motel in town. $60 dollars for a double room and free use of the Hot tub.
15 minutes later I was sat in the hot tub and the elderly lady who checked me in brought over an ice cold bottle of beer and said " looks like you could do with this"
Gob Bless America.
A steak that looked like it it had been cut from a blue whales haunch and a few more beers then to bed.
Start: The Doobie Brothers, China Grove
Finish: Whitesnake, Here I go again.
Mileage: 3639
15 minutes later I was sat in the hot tub and the elderly lady who checked me in brought over an ice cold bottle of beer and said " looks like you could do with this"
Gob Bless America.
A steak that looked like it it had been cut from a blue whales haunch and a few more beers then to bed.
Start: The Doobie Brothers, China Grove
Finish: Whitesnake, Here I go again.
Mileage: 3639
After an hour I rode into a picture postcard town called Ouray and spied a couple of heavily laden Airheads outside a diner.
The owners of the bikes where on a trip from Texas and one of them ( on the left in the picture) was originally from Stourbridge near Brum.
To Hear his broad Brummy accent in this place was quite surreal.
After a plate of pancakes and coffee they invited me to stay in their town down in Texas if I got that far.
I said I would bare it in mind as I had no Idea where I would be in a weeks time when they got home but It was nice to have the option.
The owners of the bikes where on a trip from Texas and one of them ( on the left in the picture) was originally from Stourbridge near Brum.
To Hear his broad Brummy accent in this place was quite surreal.
After a plate of pancakes and coffee they invited me to stay in their town down in Texas if I got that far.
I said I would bare it in mind as I had no Idea where I would be in a weeks time when they got home but It was nice to have the option.
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The road ahead was called the Million Dollar Highway and had the reputation as one of the best biking roads in the USA. And rightly so. It was spectacular. Tight turns, long fast sweeping bends, mountain views.
This was the perfect road not to have any panniers on and I rode the GS like I stole it.
I had done over 400 miles by the time I got back to Brians and my arse was feeling it
but what a perfect day.
Start: country Girl, Primal Scream
Finish: Purple Rain, Prince
Mileage: 4086
This was the perfect road not to have any panniers on and I rode the GS like I stole it.
I had done over 400 miles by the time I got back to Brians and my arse was feeling it
but what a perfect day.Start: country Girl, Primal Scream
Finish: Purple Rain, Prince
Mileage: 4086
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pinkytiff
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Brill report Gaz, really enjoying it 
Have to admit I'm wondering how many tossers haven't got a clue what you're talking about re "doby"......... ??
Have to admit I'm wondering how many tossers haven't got a clue what you're talking about re "doby"......... ??
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