I know he wants it too......... tack another 5 years on the home loan, your an accountant you can work it out............
1. He'll lose it. 2. Reckons that they could be difficult to carry. 3. Followed someone on Binns Track last year enroute to Finke and theirs fell onto the track. The smell of fuel was the first thing he noticed.
Interesting ....... Ive moved house 3 times since purchasing and although the pourer is separate, Ive managed to lose nothing. PBee gave me a "Gotcha" strap a metre long which keeps it all together and rolled up when not in use. Use it for everything including the XR, lawnmower and diesel for the ute. 12 litres full and its a big bag when carrying. It will fit inside a pannier on the KTM when full, but it has 6 loops for tie down if not in the pannier.
You make it sound so simple Fongie. We are still trying to find stuff of mine that he took to Finke last year. He is a very complicated animal this lad. I think they are a great bit of kit and solve a lot of my long distance wants. So will Bernie when he runs out alongside me one day
. So will Bernie when he runs out alongside me one day[/QUOTE] Sounds like he has out-foxed you TJ; you get to buy the bladder, fill it and carry it, and he gets to use it??? Congrats on the APM; does that warrant bonus points on the pension?
Ha, ha, not that easy Fongie. I used to go to school with the Guv and played footy with him as an under 14 (I had to remind him though). He's also a staunch Bulldog supporter so I think I'll be able to move right up to the sausages and might also be able to sneak in a beer behind the royal curtains....
kinda old-ish news.... not sure if its been posted on here, and i'm to lazy to go back thrue pages n pages since i last had internet to check...but.. Adelaide BMW has handed back the BMW-Motorad license... so no more bikes or service on west terrace... seems 'honda world' (south rd, melrose park from memory) has taken over the franchise... .
I have you know I've met an SA Governor, Sir Eric Neil. He came to Port Augusta for the Apex Camel Cup we ran. A mate bet me I couldn't get a toy camel on the back ledge of the Gov's limo when his minders weren't looking. I won, the camel was there, head bobbing away in the back window as they headed back to North Terrace.
