My Tall Ten has seen a fair bit of competition for her place in the stable come and go since I bought her new in Feb ’09 and up until now she has remained my ‘go to’ bike when a choice had to be made —
No doubt her nose has been put out of joint with the arrival of the ‘bright young thing’ in the shape of the Honda CRF 250RAL – after all the Tall Ten has shared many an Adventure with me – some good – some bad.
Late winter snow on the ride home from Braemar —
It wasn’t too bad although the road over the Lecht was blocked and Landrovers were the favourite form of transport —
Cruising on the German autobahns on my way to the Balkans was restricted to 108mph til I pulled into a service station and got busy with my Swiss Army knife.
A spot of ‘fine tuning’ saw me cut through the 90 degree bend on the airbox intake allowing me to do the following couple of hundred miles at 113mph. Seemed important at the time – makes me shake my head now 🙂
Long 4-500 mile days across Europe in the unforgiving saddle eventually put me in hospital — enduring 14 days torrential rain on an autumn tour of the Outer Hebrides was the last straw and the subsequent botched operation on my ass put an end to my long-distance motorcycle touring.
Daytrips became the norm with lots of time for posing —
Although somewhere along the line the Ten and I did visit the Isle of Tiree and played on the white sands —
It was the greatest feeling on earth to be setting out for an early ferry with the panniers full and very little set agenda – it appealed to the gypsy in me —
I’m supposed to be selling that big blue bike to make room for the CRF but somehow I can’t see it happening —
Horses for courses —
It will take at least two bikes to replace the Tall Tenere 🙂