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Discussion in 'Epic Rides' started by Colebatch, Oct 18, 2012.
Are those wrought iron things on the ground there to scrape dog poop off shoes before entering?
What...the PM has a male secretary ?? ok ok...
Nice suit... Tescos ??
#10 Downing Street i.e. the British Prime Minister's residence.
Walter for your bikes the crashbars might not be needed, i agree.
And yes for the 950 adv are necessary. I had a lot of crashes with mine and been saved. The first time i crashed it (in paved road), without the crashbars, the fuel tank broke. I have also seen boxers braking and leaking oil.
Now where is that BAM road and ROB???????????
That pic is almost as embarrassing as the Bongo pic...
Do you tell your family that you play piano in a whorehouse?
Insurance salesman? :huh
Love the setting Rod. It's instantly identifiable even to those of us blessed to live in the Southern united States.
However.... is that really you? The glare off the subjects pate is so harsh that it could be anyone.
Walter - like the words in the new sig - so true and how I see myself.
I've already buckled the rad on my 690 a couple of times. I think it's quite vulnerable! Nothing the folks from rally raid didn't build a dandy fix for..
I've seen 10 Downing Street in many news programs and documentaries ...
But what's a poof? Can someone please explain that to this poor redneck?
A man who is gender confused.
just wanted to say, EtronX, I love your part of the world. was one of my first vacations. (albeit, in a 1.1 liter diesel city car, not a motorcycle!)
Gee, thanks for the confidence in your neighbors to the south. By the way, you're the one carrying around the "Loonies and Toonies." Take off ehh. Immediately saw the 10 and knew. But then again I saw Thatcher and Regan on the news a lot growing up.
Enough about PMs, poofters, and the American idiot, let's ride.
If you really want the best bike ever made for overland travel, google "c90adventures". you,ll be amazed..:eek1
Looks like a full "Windsor". What a smooth and suave lad you are Rod!
If you are in Glasgow drop me a PM, perhaps we can have achat over a dram or two of fine malt.
Regarding your own bikes I'm sure you have good reasons for having bought even the KLR ( please don't jump in KLR owners) ...I'm just winding you up!
If you do want a genuine do-it-all bike-once you've done all the work listed at the part I jumped in about page 50-it takes some beating. Powerful, economical ( 70mpg Imperial and way over 100mph) on the slab with 16/40 gearing, comfortable, light, handles well and very offroad/river crossing capable-even if this rider isnlt!
I'll park the fuel pump issue as we've talked it to death.
I've a GS1200 too and I just never ride it-I've done about 25 miles since its annual roadworthiness test in May last year. The 690 is that good on the slab and after I left the guys I did about 6500 miles across Asia almost entirely on the slab-it really is that good.
But I think you've answered your question with your last comment about doing VERY little to no dirt
To make a 690 comfortable enough (seat/fairing) to ride for long distance at 70-90mph and to beef up the range to support 200+ mile fill-ups with big or auxilliary tanks -and presumably carry luggage??...costs probably as much as buying a 1190 off the shelf and you've a ton of work to do. Why would you if you're not going to be on the dirt? Just buy a road bike for touring ..............and if you can afford it keep the Wheezer to do a bit of light offroading
After the mornings small challenges Walter, Terry and I saddled up. The plan was to end up at Nikita's Homestad in the town of Khuzhir on Olkhon Island. Around 400 k's.
We left our own local bikers camp, drove through Irkutsk and set course north. After a couple of hours we stopped for some lunch. We called the rest of the crew to see where they were at. They were still in Irkutsk, and would be for another hour or two. We then decided to meet the guys at Nikita's. Then we could take our time and enjoy the scenery.
The art of traveling light
The landscape in this area is beautiful. It looks a lot like Mongolia with the open steppes and most of the people who live here are of Mongolian descend. They story goes that one of Genghis Khans generals got into an argument with the leader. He and his flock had to leave and since Genghis had conquered all the land east, west and south the only place for them to escape was north. Hence they ended up here.
In the town of Bayanday you make a right turn in order to head for Olkhon. At the intersection there were a lot of local people selling local goods. Mostly fruit and berries they had collected. Walter bought some delicious strawberries which we all enjoyed After having this nice nutritious food Terry got a bit slack eyed and decided it was time for a siesta A good soldier sleeps and eats when he can.
A bit after Bayanday the gravel road starts. So far on this trip traveling with the Sibersky Extrem crew the speeds had been quite moderate. I had seen none of the high speeds they talked so much about. Then we hit the gravel The fine two Dr. Jekyll's that i was riding with turned into Mr. Hyde's. Suddenly it looked like both guys had just stolen the bikes :eek1 They took of like homesick angels. The smile on both faces increased So this was what it was all about
I had to do my best to keep up with the guys. They were hauling ass. Finally we reached the ferry that would take us over to Olkhon. I was still in one piece :eek1 One thing I like about the ferries in Russia is that if they are a part of the road they are free. Not so in Norway, but then again I guess we can't afford it
From the ferry to Khuzhir it was all gravel and the pace increased. "Holy cow, either I will make it or I will brake it" :huh I had a really hard time following the guys, but after a little while my shoulders came down, the Tibetan Death Grip on the handlebars loosened up and I started to enjoy this It was really fun going fast on these roads.
After some hairy ass riding we came to Khuzhir and we took some pictures. The rock that you see in the background is Shaman Rock. A very sacred place for the Buddhists. They believe that the Shaman lives inside this rock.
It was a good experience being here. I felt good vibes. Next time I will spend a few days here.
Sooo, to all you followers. Your daily dose I advise you to look carefully at the beach picture
Then we did the standard posing pictures First out is our great leader. The one and only Mr. Colebatch
Then the groupies Terry and I
And finally the rest of the crew arrived and we took the group photo
The ironwork on the step of "10" dates from the days of horse drawn traffic when the streets were full of equine exhaust products.
Still useful today, as the equine exhaust products have been superseded by canine exhaust products
Terry, This is brilliant!
Guys. Look at the Iran update! . It's a real eyeopener and shows how things as we say ad nauseam, are shown to us the way our politicians want us to see it-not how they actually are . People are just people, not the monsters they'd have us all believe.
Anyone for an Iran trip??