UK - Cape Town on a Bullet, 2007

I just lay on the bed and cried - and cried and cried and cried until there was nothing left - and then fell asleep. The bike was well prepared but not me. I didn’t realise how much I would miss the wife and kids and it was only my second day.

I returned to Spain last Monday after the Moroccans made the bike rideable. I spent Tuesday fixing the things the Moroccans had broken and 'tweaked' the front forks to make sure the bike was OK to ride the 130 km's north to the dealer in Sanlucar de Barrameda. Wednesday rode to dealer where we decided that new forks were needed along with head lamp and other cosmetics, ordered and told by the importer 1 or max 2 days for parts to arrive. Went back to Tarifa and returned to dealer Friday where I found the shop was closed all day!