The Postman Cometh

Wait, oh yes, wait a minute, Mister Postman

Wait, wait, hey, hey, hey, Mister Postman

Mister Postman, look and see

(Oh yeah) Is there a parcel in your bag for me?

(Please, please, Mister Postman) I been waiting a long, long time

(Whoah, yeah) Since I heard from SW Motech online.....

......You know the song.....

Yep, I have been giving the credit card a bit of a bashing lately. After a few weeks of research I have covered off three or four of the most important (to me) items that I need to make this F800GSA work for me. In no particular order these are -

Number one - A chain oiler system

Number two - a strap system so I can carry stuff.

Number three - a topbox so that the kids feel more secure and I can carry stuff.

Number four - a workshop manual so I can break stuff! (then fix it)

These items all arrived this week and luckily, I have the weekend free to fit them up! Free, that is except for a few jaunts to motorcycle shops looking for a ladies jacket to fit Lucy. 

Did I mention the kids are loving riding around on the back of this thing? Lucy has expressed her desire to get a motorcycle licence in a few years, when she is legally able to. It might be time for a little second hand TTR-125 or KLX-140 to teach them how to ride.....but first I need to find a place where they can ride. Not so easy when you live in the city.

The last "must have" I need to order is a screen add-on to deflect the breeze off of my helmet. The go to item seems to be a Wunderlich Ergo 3D screen which is to be had for a ridiculous amount of money for a small piece of perspex but anything to get rid of the "little guy tapping on my helmet with a hammer" at highway speeds......and I am again awaiting the Postman.

Sexy SW Motech top box




Cheers.

N+1. You Know How This Works Right?

Now I am sure that those regular readers here know the rule that governs the correct number of bikes that a bloke should own? 

It is governed by the formula N+1

where N = the current number of bikes one owns

and clearly the + 1 = the number of bikes that need to be added at any given time.

Following this principle (judiciously) has seen me walk the tightrope for a number of years without ending up in the dog house. Last week I walked a little further along that rope, even though it was strung across a ditch deeper than the Grand Canyon.....

Yup, I had a bit of free floor space in my shed so I thought that I had better cover it up.....you know, so I didn't have to sweep that part of the shed......

Introducing my  +1

The kids approve and have both been for a decent ride. They both love it, so I am safe from living in the shed!

Let the farkling begin........

Cheers.