Today was one of the larger ones, with 380 miles to be covered (around 610km), so the alarm was interrupting my slumber at 6am. Murray was already up, don’t know how he does it. Took our van bags down to the van and tucked into the complimentary breakfast, which was apricot bran and orange juice. The others were well ahead of me in getting ready, and a chunk of the group left around 7am. I watched them head off, and saw one car pass by the motel completely staring at the gathered ...
An alarm rang at 5.30am. What bastard set that? Mmm, me. Murray was already up, he must have some weird internal clock. Crawling out of bed, I rapidly packed and geared up. The reason for the early start was a ferry. We were bound for the mainland, north again continuing through the province of British Columbia. Our bikes were parked across two levels, and as I brought it up (not wearing my gloves) the group was already leaving. Not knowing the ferry location (there was some discussion ...
Well, been quite quiet here on the blog front - so to update some details to aid my failing memory as I slide into my dotage! New rear Angel for Cindi from Drury tyres, also got them to put the new R&G rear axle bobbin gubbins in at the same time. Thinking what the hey, get right angled valve installed as well (they currently have two of mine in stowage ready for when I change the fronts on Cindi and the Big Ol'Hornet!) Also purchased a small "Muc-Off" ...
It is the question you hear from customs officials all over the world. “ Are you carrying a sword?” “ A sword?” I asked, making thrust and parry gestures like a senile Zorro. “Yes ,a sword.” He was not joking . He was after all a customs official on the border of one of the most unhappiest countries in the world, Moldova. “ No Sword” “ What about drugs ?” Yes, I have drugs” His beady eyes lit up – Ukranian customs official nabs Kiwi pensioner ...
The alarm rang as planned at 7am… but I didn’t go anywhere, eventually rising at 7.45am. We had the day to ourselves, only moving on tomorrow morning. Most were visiting gardens and museums… not quite my cup of tea. Murray (my roommate) was planning to have a seaplane tour of Victoria. I was planning on visiting a small fishing port, Tofino, in the Pacific Rim National Park, a round trip of 650km. A fair distance, estimated to be 10-12 hours all up, as you couldn’t ...
My alarm rang at 5.15am… yep, 5.15am, at the request of Murray. He was on the early boat to Victoria, which left Port Angeles at 1.15pm and had to be there at 12.15pm. To make sure he was on that boat, I made sure he was awake, and he was already in the shower. A few mutterings to him to close the blinds once he was done (it was still dark), I set my alarm for 7am and rolled over and went back to sleep. The alarm dutifully rang, I turned off and rolled over again, thinking a few ...
You could see the road to Odessa from Kiev was part of a centrally planned economy – the potholes were so uniform and frequent. Actually that is a little cynical, the road was not bad, I was able to maintain 80kph and there was hardly any traffic. There were heavy rain showers and I try not to ride in them, but it was such a soulless landscape, flat, dour and nowhere pleasant to stop I pushed on. At times, I was the only vehicle moving as the Ladas and Kazam trucks ...
Yes indeed, me, mrs and mini Max are now officially on holiday. We left Auckland on Saturday night at 11.30pm, 11 hours later we are in Hong Kong, 2 hours at the airport then 12.5hrs to London. We land in perfect sunshine ready for a break away with the familiy and friends in the uk. So, safely tucked into my dads Ford Focus and we head off down the M4 bound for the familiy home in the home of football, yes indeed folks, the mighty town (and stadium) of Wembley). ...
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