Lovely neck of the woods, nice place to be trapped in somewhere with a bar. The usual descriptive phrase for Scottish weather is if you don't like it wait a minute, snow tends to ride roughshod over that laughing however.
Harley Davidson
I don't need anybody
When I'm on my Harley Davidson!
I don't acknowledge anyone any more1
When I'm on my Harley Davidson!
I push the starter button
And bam! I leave the world behind.
Maybe I'll go to Paradise
But in a train to Hell.
I don't need anybody
When I'm on my Harley Davidson!
I don't acknowledge anyone any more
When I'm on my Harley Davidson!
And if I die tomorrow,
That was meant to be my fate.
I value my life a lot less
Than my rockin' bike.
I don't need anybody
When I'm on my Harley Davidson!
I don't acknowledge anyone any more
When I'm on my Harley Davidson!
When I feel the urge to travel,
The vibrations of my bike
Make me hot
In my crotch.
I don't need anybody
When I'm on my Harley Davidson!
I don't acknowledge anyone any more
When I'm on my Harley Davidson!
I'm doing over a hundred
And I feel on fire
I don't care if I die
So long as my hair is in the wind!
Finally, a shot taken after we'd cleared the Cairgorm National park with (mostly) black roads...Still bloody cold though
Another 100 miles further north almost to the coast and our ferry port for home, it was like a different country...almost 14°C warmer and hadn't seen as much as a flake of snow. Since when did the world get turned upside down so it was still winter in the South and spring in the far north?
There were a few of us on that trip happily polluting our wee bit of atmosphere...winter biking though, not for the faint of heart or casual weekend rider
We all decided to go and celebrate our mates house warming, around 50 of us all in all once we'd all met up. His neighbours mentioned to our mate in conversation that they didn't like motorbikes or bikers when they saw him wheeling his Harley into his new garage. We decided to brighten the neighbour's life a bit and turned up en masse. Strangely, after meeting us lot on our very loud and shiny bikes...he's decided we're not a bad lot after all, saw the funny side of the small prank and sat with us in the freezing cold for a couple of hours asking us about our bikes and sharing the hot drinks and food around a fire.
I think he was surprised that all of us were retired veterans, most of us with missing limbs here and there and not a tearaway group of young hooligans riding loud bikes just to upset everyone
A very enjoyable and very cold run out...I clocked up 630 road miles on the trip but I'm glad we didn't take the tent as we'd originally planned and chickened out in a hotel for the worst of it.
I was going to write something really witty about the Can Am rider, then realized they were probably the only ones that were able to keep going when the snow fell.
I was going to write something really witty about the Can Am rider, then realized they were probably the only ones that were able to keep going when the snow fell.
Believe me...for most of that trip I wished I had taken this instead of the Springer...it's actually real fun in the snow. You also don't have to grip the seat with your butt cheeks to stay right side up when the snow reaches pucker factor 9.5.
There were a few of us on that trip happily polluting our wee bit of atmosphere...winter biking though, not for the faint of heart or casual weekend rider
We all decided to go and celebrate our mates house warming, around 50 of us all in all once we'd all met up. His neighbours mentioned to our mate in conversation that they didn't like motorbikes or bikers when they saw him wheeling his Harley into his new garage. We decided to brighten the neighbour's life a bit and turned up en masse. Strangely, after meeting us lot on our very loud and shiny bikes...he's decided we're not a bad lot after all, saw the funny side of the small prank and sat with us in the freezing cold for a couple of hours asking us about our bikes and sharing the hot drinks and food around a fire.
I think he was surprised that all of us were retired veterans, most of us with missing limbs here and there and not a tearaway group of young hooligans riding loud bikes just to upset everyone
A very enjoyable and very cold run out...I clocked up 630 road miles on the trip but I'm glad we didn't take the tent as we'd originally planned and chickened out in a hotel for the worst of it.
There were a few of us on that trip happily polluting our wee bit of atmosphere...winter biking though, not for the faint of heart or casual weekend rider
We all decided to go and celebrate our mates house warming, around 50 of us all in all once we'd all met up. His neighbours mentioned to our mate in conversation that they didn't like motorbikes or bikers when they saw him wheeling his Harley into his new garage. We decided to brighten the neighbour's life a bit and turned up en masse. Strangely, after meeting us lot on our very loud and shiny bikes...he's decided we're not a bad lot after all, saw the funny side of the small prank and sat with us in the freezing cold for a couple of hours asking us about our bikes and sharing the hot drinks and food around a fire.
I think he was surprised that all of us were retired veterans, most of us with missing limbs here and there and not a tearaway group of young hooligans riding loud bikes just to upset everyone
A very enjoyable and very cold run out...I clocked up 630 road miles on the trip but I'm glad we didn't take the tent as we'd originally planned and chickened out in a hotel for the worst of it.
