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Good idea .

And as you probably know by now I have Ian's Harley . The Sportster was a great bike but this thing is in a different league and much closer to what I imagined a Harley should be like . Off to Scotland on Saturday morning .

I don't see how you can tell where the noise is coming from in 3rd and 4th because you ought to be bowling along at 60 - 70 mph . Surely all you can hear is exhaust and wind noise . Probably best to get some ear plugs and stop worrying about it .

EDIT: What I didn't mention at the time was that the entire road from just past Gretna all the way to Moffat was infested with hundreds of cyclists . The road was wet and steaming and the setting sun was full in my face but that didn't deter the selfish bast*rds from riding four abreast in group after group . They went on like this for mile after endless mile and not one of them would move out of the way . If I did overtake they wouldn't let me back onto the left hand lane and no amount of horn tooting or shouting would persuade them otherwise . I hope I'm on hundreds of Go Pro's so the arrogant c***s can hear exactly what I thought of them .

Alcohol and drugs play a big part . COVID 19 has also pushed the Townies out into the countryside.

Good morning , I'm off to Matlock in a bit .

That is a Gateway .

Profile ?

Oh , is that right ? 1585 is plenty for me thanks .

You had better talk to Ian Frog ,the previous owner , about that . There didn't seem to be anything wrong with the brake(s) when I was trying to keep up as he was tearing through the lanes of Northamptonshire with a passenger on board . So far I have found the single front brake to be more than adequate . Notice I said " Front Brake " . That's because , like Ian , I have never used the back brake yet . So there you go , another tired old Harley Davidson myth busted for you . But I don't blame you . I didn't think too much of Harleys as riders machines .... Until I bought a couple .

The c**t in a white car who deliberately matched my speed and forced me to stop right at the end of an on ramp on the A46 . Then they speeded up and went recklessly zig zagging through the traffic . C**t !

Literally just got off it after riding 290 miles to Aberystwyth and back the interesting way . Lovely . Not one photo , I just didn't want to stop .

Yes , I realized too late that I've already posted this previously .

This is me all packed up and ready to depart from my " Secret " camping site near Crawford in Scotland a few years ago . Sadly , when I went there last month it was a different story . Tyre tracks everywhere , litter , a rusting Fire Pit made from old car wheels and numerous squares of turf cut out and replaced but dead . Not a pretty site . It would not surprise me if access was barred by next summer .

One bike and a Harley .

How do you know it's one hot and one normal ? It might be one normal and one cold .

The Apricot Flapjacks take some beating too . I had Honey and Crystallized Ginger ice cream with my Rock Cake .

It pains me to say this but I'm sure that the grizzled old sage himself would have an answer .

That's better , I must have sticking out feet . Now I can change gear without having to keep moving my foot on the peg .

Although I did not vote for Brexit , I decided to stick a Union Jack over mine .

A nice ride out to Sally's Place on the Malvern Hills for the best BLT I know and a homemade Rock Cake .

Yes , that's the point of the post . Lt , later Commander , Nyota Uhura , Communications Officer aboard the Star Ship Enterprise . Born Earth 2239 , died Earth 2022* , race : Human . * Yesterday .

2239 - 2022 .

When oh when is this foul and pestilent congregation of vapours that has seemingly enveloped the UK for a week going to blow away ? Sunshine and showers I can handle but this miserable blanket of murk has been passing overhead day and night for far too long and I'm fed up with it .