Category: Completed Legs (Page 1 of 5)

In spite of Covid that has not disappeared completely yet, our flights are booked for the 18th of April back to Seattle. The plan is to ride down the West Coast and cut inland a few times before eventually turning left towards Denver in Colorado from where we plan to fly back on the 5th of May. The route has been planned but Dog and Tex are not saying much, so it will be a surprise to see what they have planned for us.… Read More

Meet Nora, a 1936 Norton 500cc, she is 86 Years Old, the oldest of all my “Old Things” I have relationships with, we have a very strange relationship, she stays on my patio at home. But once a year she gets taken out on a date, actually a long weekend away, a dirty weekend.

Together we came 44th in 2020 on the DJ Rally but she hardly made it, the motor was vibrating itself into pieces, the exhaust rattled off, so did the back Mud-guard, but she carried me over the line.… Read More

Today was supposed to be easy, sleep late, coffee in bed, have a long bath with my wife, then off to do a “2 hour result back Covid test,”  then some lunch, then take the dogs for a long walk, rustig. Well, that is not how this day is panning out.

As Rocky always says, “No Good Deed Goes Un-Punished” (I get punished a lot.)… Read More

It going to be a looooooooong day, and its still not over. I am sitting at Seattle Airport at Baggage Claim Number 8, I am waiting for Peens’s flight to land, we plan to Uber to Olympia (a suburb of Seattle about 70km from the airport,) together, its 14h30 and I see that there is a 9 hour time difference between here and Jhb.… Read More

Yes, the tour continues, but without me. I am stuck on the couch at KTM for now.

I stuck my earplugs in and went to bed last night at 11pm while Peens, my room mate for the night, continued packing and sorting out all his stuff. At 1am he finished and then when he went to bed I woke up, with a sick feeling, shattered for the situation I was in, deeply depressed.… Read More

While I was sitting at KTM today the rest of the guys rode up Mount Saint Helen, a Volcanic Mountain that erupted on 1980 and killed 57 people, but it was cold today and they rode around at 6 Degrees with lots of snow.

We are in the State of Oregon tonight on the banks of the Colombia river, we crossed over by bridge but Peens and Rocky found a Ferry.… Read More