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What stands out in your memory as something you'd never want to do again?

I'm jumping straight in with a road I did in 2023 on the Speed Twin. It's not a road I would choose to do again and I didn't know that I was going to do it the first time.

I was staying in Laruns, France with a friend who said that he would lead the next day and had a route. Great! I can chill and follow. We start ascending the usual hairpins, up into the clouds, ooh it's getting a bit cold....and through the mist I start to realise how high we are. Not a view you normally get without two wings, a couple of engines and a pilot. Through the patchy mist I can see we're on a balcony road with a sheer drop to my left and nothing but a single breeze block hight barrier between me and certain death. My training kicks in. Relax! Look where you want to go! I can't say that I enjoyed it but it's good have it ticked off.

https://www.dangerousroads.org/europe/f ... WM6MZ3mL0g

She was an overweigh single mother I met on match.com, I can't remember her name. It was a long time ago.

KungFooBob wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 7:50 pm She was an overweigh single mother I met on match.com, I can't remember her name. It was a long time ago.

OMG I did not actually see that coming.

At least we've got it out of the way.

KungFooBob wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 7:50 pm She was an overweigh single mother I met on match.com, I can't remember her name. It was a long time ago.

I seen the title and was about to type Jordan.

Trinity765 wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 7:52 pm

KungFooBob wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 7:50 pm She was an overweigh single mother I met on match.com, I can't remember her name. It was a long time ago.

OMG I did not actually see that coming.

At least we've got it out of the way.

I logged onto the thread do the same,but it was Bob's ma.

Skub wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 7:54 pm

Trinity765 wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 7:52 pm

KungFooBob wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 7:50 pm She was an overweigh single mother I met on match.com, I can't remember her name. It was a long time ago.

OMG I did not actually see that coming.

At least we've got it out of the way.

I logged onto the thread do the same,but it was Bob's ma.

If the OP had been anyone other than Trinity It would have been "Your Mum".

Thread title updated

Trinity765 wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 7:52 pm

KungFooBob wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 7:50 pm She was an overweigh single mother I met on match.com, I can't remember her name. It was a long time ago.

OMG I did not actually see that coming.

At least we've got it out of the way.

That's what she said

I'm off to the "pictures of your pets" thread to recover.

My most challenging motorcycle ride was a Bob Perrin enduro, the man was a masochist

Le_Fromage_Grande wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 9:14 pm My most challenging motorcycle ride was a Bob Perrin enduro, the man was a masochist

Thank you. I thought I may get some interesting anecdotes and at the same time, get a brag in myself.

Testosterone totally ruined that.

I'll try to help. I think it was the Splugen Pass, heading south towards Lake Como. It had rained continuously for a couple of hours before we got there, and our ride leader showed no sign of wanting to stop. So I sort of forced a stop, during which I removed my gloves and couldn't get them back on because of the loose lining. I then had to manage with summer gloves plus disposable rubber gloves as inners. This was before we went over the summit. As the altitude increased the temperature dropped more and more (of course) until it was at freezing point. Without heated grips I was getting very cold and thought about another stop, but realised it would be better to press on and warm up during the descent. This worked OK, but it continued to rain heavily until our destination at Lake Como. It took about three days to dry out my gear at the campsite.
After that I went out and bought a waterproof over-jacket, when I got home. I think I've only used it once since (in 6 years) - in Wales, of course..

Trinity765 wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 9:23 pm

Le_Fromage_Grande wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 9:14 pm My most challenging motorcycle ride was a Bob Perrin enduro, the man was a masochist

Thank you. I thought I may get some interesting anecdotes and at the same time, get a brag in myself.

Testosterone totally ruined that.

Apparently someone had a heart attack on one of Bob's Enduros in the 80s, the one I did was a hellish trek round mid Wales where no tyre was the right choice, you needed a wide spaced knobbly for the very muddy bits and the opposite for the rocky bits, also something a lot lighter than a DRZ400 would have been a good idea, and some skill in something other than sand. Not missing a course marker and getting lost would also have been good, I did 3.5 laps, rather than the 3 laps everyone else did, could hardly walk and then drove from the Eppynt Ranges to Ipswich in a pick up truck that had a maximum speed of 60mph. And it was standard Eppynt weather, misty, cold and wet despite being a lovely spring day everywhere else in mid Wales.

Scootabout wrote: Sun May 17, 2026 10:10 pm I think it was the Splugen Pass, heading south towards Lake Como.

I was meant to go up that just the summer before covid. Left Como OK and reached Chiavenna what was having major roadworks. Took a wrong turn and never noticed sat nav recalculating route to went up the SS37 instead. Still went up a small pass but added hours onto our trip

About a mile.

Around February 2000, Thames Valley police held a launch event for Bikesafe (although they subsequently pretty much ignored it).

Lovely clear evening. Ended about 10pm.

Walking back to the bike, I slipped on a patch of ice - and remembered that the (West) access road had water running across it.

Luckily, two routes out, so took the East then, when on public roads, left turn left turn to point me back home.

... Along a lane alongside a river - that had flooded over the road Ended up stood on the pegs (K100RT) picking my way across patches of gravel, hoping for grip.

2013 ldd

Sydney to Adelaide to watch the Australian grand prix was a long day in the saddle. It was 1989, I was riding a 600 Tenere. It took two days each way.

Any ride out with the wife

Now I'm 100% positive she is having a lovely ride out, but I am also 100% positive that we have different takes on what motorcycling means to both of us, if it's not playing in traffic, filtering and playing in triple digits I'd just as soon stay in bed for the day.

A 1020 mile thrash across Europe in 24 hours on a '79 Jota. It took three days to regain the ability to walk, at which point I put the bike up for sale. I actually went over a roundabout in the dark instead of around it at one point.
All for some bloody woman. TBF, she had the kind of looks that would make the Pope kick a nun, but I wasn't much fucking use (literally) to her for those three days, in spite of her pampering.

With a bad pillion, 30 miles with bike acting weird