I may one day, in a moment of reflection make reference to that line!

So what is the plan? That's a bloody good question; about a year ago in a moment of boredom or was it after too much to drink. I thought to myself that there would be nothing better to do than buy a motorcycle, another one, leave work and ride overland down to Cape Town. Not even sure what brought it on, guess it must have been lingering deep in the mind somewhere for a long time. After all we have all at one time or another read or watched the Long Way Round. Personally I prefer Ted Simon's Jupiter's Travels. You can get a really sense of his adventure as the imagination runs wild.

So why travel overland and why on a motorbike?

The former is easy to answer, it enlightens each and everyone of us in some way who have the moral fibre and zest for life to want to explore further than outside our front door. It forms the weave for the fabric that makes us what we are, the essence of not being an arse.

The latter is little less straight forward, other than stating that motorbikes are just FUCKING great. That memory you have of getting astride and setting off on your first bike never really leaves you. For me a Suzuki TS50X. The excitment, the nerves, the anticipation and above all else the overwhelming sense of complete and utter freedom at long last. Never again will I have to cycle to school and surely the girls will love it. I was an over excited, testosterone charged sixteen year old virgin with balls like water melons and a need for speed. I wanted to get laid and I wanted to do it fast. With my new found coolness surely I'll be irrestistable. Funny how one can be so wrong! Needless to say since those early days the girls have come and gone and it's fair to say that not all of them shared the same enthusiastic passion for bikes. Girls; where does one start, enough said for now, you got a mention.

So bikes become part of us, ingrained over the years, I could recite an untold number of biker anecdotes but just don't have the time, may if I see you out on my travels. This then marks the beginning of my adventure into the complete unknown. As with all beginnings there is an end, what that will be and how it will be dealt is all part of the excitment. Just wish for a better result than that of my racing persuits which ended with one RS250 and myself a little rearranged in the gravel trap at Clearways, Brands Hatch after a high speed highside. Anyway, I invite you to follow my tales of this journey of total unpredictability, chaos and hopefully many laughs here as I do my best to recount the events as they unfold over the coming months.

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Many thanks for now.

Andrew