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TEN SLEEPS!

TIme to make sure my bike's back in one piece after Squiggles' tinkering over the past few weeks. Named 'Alice' after the rock song, she got famous the other day:

http://www.stuff.co.nz/timaru-herald...Ride-on-Hanne/

1979 c50, foot clutch, pretty much 49cc of pure awesomeness. 250km over Arthur's Pass in late May should be a breeeeeeze!

If you're in the wrong island or can't make it to the event in person, ...

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I've come to realise if you ask this question then your approaching the problem from the wrong angle.

There is something known as the man-machine interface. The basic concept is that your sensory experiences can be extended by tools.

For example, while operating a hammer your senses can extend to where the face of the hammer strikes the nail. You don't think of how you operate your hand, but instead of how the hammer will strike. Once your interface has extended ...

I have had a few requests to do a blog of what I am doing. As I don't want to use Facebook for this I am trying this

I have decided to try living in SEA (south east Asia) for a few years. I have traveled here many times and have found it is my favourite place to be next to New Zealand.
It also has my Thai girlfriend which is a big part of the reason for trying this.

I have an apartment in Jomtien beach which is near the infamous "Pattaya" but also away from it ...

Border to Al Hoceima

As nothing was open at the border and I really did not want to hang around, I headed for Chefchaouen, about 100km in the Rif Mountains.

The single lane road was busy with smoky buses and trucks, potholed, being repaired and waiting for repair. As I climbed, the temperature dropped and the wind rose , but after about 90 minutes I had my first glance of the town.

Chefchaouen is the tourist face of the area that supplies around 40% ...

The Border

I awoke with the sun and an audience of five stray dogs , I made a brew, packed up and headed for the Moroccan border. Ceuta is a pretty town with duty free petrol and a razor wire fence surrounding it to keep out illegal economic migrants.

I was waved through the Spanish checkpoint and girded myself for Moroccan authorities. I had read about the touts posing as officials and extracting money to “assist” you to enter Morocco. I planned to do it ...

The plan for the journey to the Spanish enclave of Ceuta on Morocco's coast involved three ferries. The first was from Newhaven to Dieppe, across the turgid and turdy English Channel .
Catching a ferry only 50km into the trip means you can cast aside early along with the mooring ropes your previous routines. You now have to invent, find, refine a whole new set of standards. You have to be more aware, sharper, sometimes cautious and get into a mind set that allows you to accept ...

This week I was scheduled to attend the Allied Insurance Group Conference in Rotovegas. Naturally enough that offered an opportunity for a decent ride, so who am I to waste an opportunity...especially when the only problem to sort is “Which way?”

I've been pretty busy so little attention was given to the subject until the day or two before, except for the fact that the OEM Bridgestone 020's needed replacing (after only 12,000Km I might add) so after discussing and researching the ...

Originally Posted by slowpoke

Couldn't agree more Merv, I think this is one of the biggest issues within our sport. There is no clear defined path for up and coming riders, no concentration of talent to maximise competition and fast track talent. Until this is addressed, running Moto3 or Buckets or GP125 or Protwins is a moot point. Once they are ready to move on they'll all drift away into different classes and you're left wondering what's the point?

And Good luck with your Superbike idea. Most kids up our

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