The Best Improvement To Biking

It's the trailer full of beer dilligaf.
I reckon if you manually tow the trailer to your next gig, you will lose weight and save fuel.
Ps. You may have to set off a few days earlier.

 

A bit sycophantic but.......
John Bloor?
This forum wouldn't be here without him (or @Rob)

 

Shhh! He tries to keep a low profile.

 

Yeah, too much wasn't it.

 

Rob or John?

 

I'll go for climate change

 

Velcro? How else would I keep those lumps of plastic on my knees?.....
Nearly scratched mine the other day!
......So what are they for??

 

Yep, getting your knee downs easy.....
getting it back up again's the tricky bit.

 

The internal combustion engine.....
T

 

I'd have to go with modern fabrics.

I started riding in the early 70s and my Belstaff wax jacket and trousers were good but nothing like modern kit for keeping you warm and dry. Water used to get in down the neck and through the zips after a while. It would pool in your crotch and blow up under the jacket and over the waistband of the trousers.

And it it wasn't raining and it was winter you got cold and I mean cold. No thin but thermally efficient fleeces back then.

But more importantly the boots and gloves. Warm, dry hands and feet were near on impossible over any distance. Believe me if you're cold and wet you are truly miserable!

I can now ride all day in a monsoon and get off the bike warm and dry all over.

Back in the 70s I sometimes had wet gloves and boots for weeks because they never had the chance to dry out. I really don't miss putting on wet gear!

 

Quality mr t.

I'm sure most on this site fully get ya point. I certainly do. I once rode a gsxr600 k3 from northern Germany to the south west of England in November. Rained and sleeted all the way, and I've never been so dismayed in my life. Wet??? Oh I was wet all right.

Atb

Bob

 

I remember going camping in the Lake District on my bike in the 70s
Planned for 7 nights but after 4 days near non stop rain
packed up and skulked off home like a drowned rat.
I don't think me or my Belstaff ever recovered!

 

I remember a trip from Penrith to Hertford. Needed a long, hot shower to resuscitate a countersunk, purple acorn.

 

I used to be a fairly common sight when it was wet and cold to see bikes at the side of the road with the rider crouched over the engine.

Some had broken down and were trying to persuade Lucas the Prince of Darkness to give them a spark but the rest had the cold wet hands clamped onto the exhaust in a bid to get the feeling back.

I don't miss that at all.

 

I remember using the "Hot Air" hand drier in public/fuel station toilets to warm up ! I'd stick my sleeve over the vent and hit the power button many many times, must have cost the service centres a fortune in power bills !!!

 

So it's you who has had all bikers barred from using the rest rooms (bogs, just in case that were too posh). lol.

 

Heated grips best thing since sliced bread.

 

I had a similar thing when riding back from Scarboro home to Leeds. When we got to York I couldn't operate the front brake or clutch because my ungloved hands were so frozen.

Once at home and they started to defrost, by jove did they sting !!!!

 

What a waste of hot chocolate!