I didn’t think this day would come – but – through gritted teeth –
I’ve sold the Tall Tenere —
She is still the same bike she always was – tough – dependable – would fight her way through the Frankfurt 80-100mph ‘rush hour’ with the bit between her teeth in torrential rain at the end of a 100mph/400 mile day and gallop solo or bimble two up through the endless forest roads of Dumfries & Galloway without missing a beat —
She is probably the most photographed bike I’ve ever had but no one in their right mind could declare that she doesn’t deserve to be —
Long days across Europe stretching down into the Balkans in her unforgiving saddle have caused me more pain and cost the NHS more money than I ever thought possible —
Five operations on my nether regions didn’t come cheap —
and probably account for my membership of the Ministry of Funny Walks —
Riding the bitch isn’t the problem —
but getting on —
and off —
her tall saddle —
is proving to be —
too much for my geriatric pins —
making climbing into —
and out of her tall perch —
a bit of an —
inelegant lottery —
Since buying her new in Feb 2009 —
I have had so many fun days aboard her —
and judging by the pics in my gallery —
many sunny days too —
I hope her next owner —
treats her with the same care and respect —
she has had from yours truly —
and reaps similar rewards in spades from this great bike 🙂