"Biker" for me usually means motorbiking, though I also have a couple of mountain-bikes... see Trail Bike
My current motorbikes are a Honda CBR600RR ABS 2017 and a Kawasaki Ninja Z250SL.
Previously I have owned: Kawasaki ZX4-RR (Ninja anniversary edition), Honda CRF300 Rally, Honda CBR600RR 2005, Honda CBR600FW, Honda VF750F, Yamaha FJ600, Suzuki GSX750EX, Yamaha FJ750, Yamaha XJ900, Kawasaki Z750 and I passed my riding test on my Kawasaki KH250.
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Nearly ninety GBMCC members sitting down to Xmas lunch in a restaurant with great views of the River Thames. A fine afternoon’s affirmation of being a biker. There’s a huge variety of bikers in our club: face tattoos to financiers and ages 21 to 66 at least.
Lots of talk about next year’s GLME Summercamp at Lampeter, Wales, which is being organised by GBMCC, also plans for club runs and meets in 2023.
Good to see our club in rude health with new members and familiar faces from the London area and further afield.
Ride out from Marseille to the charismatic port of St. Tropez. On my arrival I was glowing with the ride, seizing the moment of a fine November day.
Denis and I enjoyed a picnic in the full sunshine of the harbour wall, facing the port that’s quiet now only the locals and builders remain in town.
“A True Tarte Tropézienne is a blend of two unctuous creams and a gourmet brioche sprinkled with generous grains of sugar”, on the harbour wall of St. Tropez
Straight straight straight, CURVE. Repeat. The Camargue is the reclaimed land between the canals and the rigoles in the delta of the River Rhône, it’s farmland, wetland wildlife reserve and fishing ports. Raked by the Mistral and the hot hot sun, the Camargue reeks of smugglers and pirates despite the sanitised tourism image with 5* campings and hotels specialising in riding white horses.
Just the two of us bikers from the French club AMA riding out today because of the continuing blockades of the petrol refineries nearby; we made this as much a wildlife safari as a motorbike club outing. The bacs, lightweight ferries, make it possible to cross the tributaries of the Rhône and there is almost always room for bikes.
I enjoyed a fantastic clear run up the south side road of Mont Ventoux (1910 m.), that used to be the route for the Ventoux Hill Climb race. Some particularly interesting curves remain that are still unique challenges but the famous tight turn at St. Estève has been straightened. The pits at the foot of the course in Bédoin have been built over and the petrol station pumps at the start have gone, but not the concrete island on which they stood. My clear run was great fun , of course being respectful to the villages and the cyclists.
Stylish bikes outside and with a substantial number of GBMCC London members (on and off bikes) adding to the crowding inside this popular South London pub, the friendly combination makes our monthly club night as enjoyable as ever.
I'm riding light for a week on the mountain roads of the Alps. No laptop, although I do have my SLR camera but photos will have to wait till I'm back in Marseille..
I left Marseille for a long ride north via the Col de la Croix Haute (1179 m.) to Saint-Gervais under Mont Blanc. A bit of rain towards the end of the day which cleaned the Provence dust off my white leathers and boots but didn't soak me through.