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Can you see over that tank bag?
Wayyyy too much gear for 3 days…..your going to end up with a very stiff neck from that tank bag, its restricting the movement of your head and upper body.
Having said that, I couldn’t travel to Europe with my bike in the back of a van, the plus’s to that don’t come near out weighing the fun of travelling by bike with a few mates ….far more exciting an adventure than droning along in a transit van @ 75MPH
Have fun, look forward to seeing the pics when you return…not jealous here at all either…git!!
Having said that, I couldn’t travel to Europe with my bike in the back of a van, the plus’s to that don’t come near out weighing the fun of travelling by bike with a few mates ….far more exciting an adventure than droning along in a transit van @ 75MPH
Have fun, look forward to seeing the pics when you return…not jealous here at all either…git!!
Top tip Nemesis:
You have too much stuff for 3days!!
But then you probably know that by now.
You wont be able to corner any sense with that tank bag cause your arms cross the top of the tank as you lean. Or get your head out of the wind blast, or have very control on your levers if youre stretched right out. But youve probably figured that by now too
I have the same bike as you and the same tail pack as you. Not sure how much touring you do but I can get everything I need for 7 days into the tail pack.
Also, pull the (4) tabs out from under the R1 pillion seat. Get 4 short bungees, hook one on to the top plastic loop of the tail pack, pass it through the tab on the seat and put it back up to the same plastic hook. Repeat for all 4 corners. 9 times out of 10 this keeps the tail pack clear of the plastics, saves running bungees over the plastics, means you can lose the pillion pegs (cleans up the look of the back end nicely) and I can vouch for the tailpack staying secure for extended periods at speeds smart people dont mention on internet forums
Look forward to seeing pictures of your 'ring antics.
Wait, thats not right....
You have too much stuff for 3days!! But then you probably know that by now.
You wont be able to corner any sense with that tank bag cause your arms cross the top of the tank as you lean. Or get your head out of the wind blast, or have very control on your levers if youre stretched right out. But youve probably figured that by now too
I have the same bike as you and the same tail pack as you. Not sure how much touring you do but I can get everything I need for 7 days into the tail pack.
Also, pull the (4) tabs out from under the R1 pillion seat. Get 4 short bungees, hook one on to the top plastic loop of the tail pack, pass it through the tab on the seat and put it back up to the same plastic hook. Repeat for all 4 corners. 9 times out of 10 this keeps the tail pack clear of the plastics, saves running bungees over the plastics, means you can lose the pillion pegs (cleans up the look of the back end nicely) and I can vouch for the tailpack staying secure for extended periods at speeds smart people dont mention on internet forums
Look forward to seeing pictures of your 'ring antics.
Wait, thats not right....
Edited by 308mate on Monday 6th August 11:56
Thanks for the replies lads.
We took the overnight ferry from North Shields to Amsterdam, and docked at approximately 10.30am, me feeling a bit rough, (last pint I think) weather was glorious, and after a quick fill up and red Bull at the garage, we were on our way.
After our second fill up we noticed that an old Vauxhall Carlton was wanting to be past, so being the kids that we are, all three of us gave it a big handful and buggered off. A little while later it was back behind us, this went on for the next 15 minutes, with the old Vauxhall hitting over £1.55p, it only stopped when he pulled of the motorway, waving and flashing his lights. After that it was 3rd, 4th and 5th gear roll on's to keep us amused, me on my R1, Simon on his K5 (cheating with two extra teeth on his rear sprocket)and Darren on his Busa, which kept on getting a spanking off the two sports bikes. After the second high speed run we had too pull over onto the hard shoulder for Darren, as one of his panniers had started too come undone. A mile or so of wheelie practice and it was time for a fuel stop.
As we were making good time, the Two none smokers allowed me a couple of cigarettes after filling up, this is when Darren noticed a small nail in my rear tyre, a little bit of spit confirmed that is was leaking.
While Simon was in the garage asking for directions too the nearest bike shop in his best German/Geordie accent, a young lady on a 1400cc cruiser, came up too us and asked if we were OK. After explaining what was wrong, she offered too take us to a Honda dealers, so after blowing up the tyre, we followed her to the bike shop which was closed. She then phoned someone, who told her that there was another one not far from where we were, after looking for 10 minutes, and asking other people, we were getting no where fast, she said that she knew a bike shop, not far from where she lived, but we would have to hurry as it shut at 5pm, and it was 4.20pm. We found the place at 4.55pm, after a scary 90mph blast along a motorway, with a weaving R1.
255 euros later I had a Metzeler rennsport fitted, as they would not repair the tyre, the young lady also offered too post the tyre back home too me, and for the life of me I can't remember her name, but she could tell how happy I was with help she had given me.
After getting lost a couple of times, (long story) we arrived at the Zurburg hotel at 10pm, tired and hungry.
Sunday 5th. Red hot weather. We had hoped too get a couple of laps of the Ring before our course, but as we had not done our homework we were unable too as there was a cycle race followed by a race on foot around the ring. Darren left me and Simon too visit his relatives somewhere in Germany. If you look at the "Ring Cam" for Sunday 5th August between 11-12am, we can be seen lying on the ground and looking at the push bikes race.(we are the only two there)
Monday 6th. 7.45am On the Ring for the start of the 45th BMW Driver Training. Weather, again red hot. Spent the next 12 hours running through the sections, in near 40 degree heat. Near the end of the day a Yellow GT3, nearly had me and an instructor off. Lined up on the straight at the end of the day, I spotted the GT3, and found the German driver, who later came over too apologize, to the whole group, and offered too buy us all a dink at the Dorint, at the winners ceremony on the final night. left the Ring at 8pm, back too the Zurburg, had something too eat, got drunk went too bed at 1am.
Tuesday 7th. Back on the ring at 7.45am, only this time it's pi$$ing down, and misty. For what ever reason, the instructors were saying, that they had never known it so slippy in over twenty years. A rather nice gentleman in a Black 07 Corvette, nearly gave me heart failure as he went up the inside of me at Hatzenbac 2, TW*T. Spent a frustrating hour during "free lapping", having too let every car past that came up behind me. At 4pm myself and Simon had, had enough, so made our excuses and left. Back too the Zurburg, had something to eat, got drunk and went to bed at silly o clock.
Wednesday 8th. Dry but overcast, do a final bit of section training, then we have "free lapping" at 9am. we had a great three laps, giving the cars a hard time, a lad called Alan on a K5 had a video camera on his bike, and we are waiting too see if it comes out.
11.30am and we are lining up for our assessment lap. This is what the whole course is about, Twenty instructors, watching your every move, and marking you 1-8, 1 being perfect, and 8 every thing wrong.
8pm and it's off too the Dorint, for the winners ceremony. Simon won our group, and I got third, but only after they realised there had been a mistake and at first gave my third place too someone else. the guy with the GT2 did come over and buy us all a drink, which was very decent of him. We retired to the bar at the Dorint, where all the famous racers, who have visited, sign there names on the walls and celling, I found a Pistonheads sticker, and wrote my name underneath. I'll post the picture later.
Got back to the Zurburg at 3am, rather drunk.
Thursday 9th. Pi$$ing down again, left the Zurburg at 10am for the run back to Amsterdam, boot's full of water, waterproof mitts and suit aren't. Onto the ferry at 5pm, Bikes tied down, washed and changed then straight on the beer till 2.30am, all Three of us woke as the ferry was heading into the harbour at 9am, 10 minutes after getting of the ferry I'm in the house.
Hmm. I could do with a drink.
Bike ran OK, one indicator bulb popped, and a fairing bracket snapped.
Monday.
Tuesday.
Wednesday.
Lining up for assessment lap.
At the Dorint.
We took the overnight ferry from North Shields to Amsterdam, and docked at approximately 10.30am, me feeling a bit rough, (last pint I think) weather was glorious, and after a quick fill up and red Bull at the garage, we were on our way.
After our second fill up we noticed that an old Vauxhall Carlton was wanting to be past, so being the kids that we are, all three of us gave it a big handful and buggered off. A little while later it was back behind us, this went on for the next 15 minutes, with the old Vauxhall hitting over £1.55p, it only stopped when he pulled of the motorway, waving and flashing his lights. After that it was 3rd, 4th and 5th gear roll on's to keep us amused, me on my R1, Simon on his K5 (cheating with two extra teeth on his rear sprocket)and Darren on his Busa, which kept on getting a spanking off the two sports bikes. After the second high speed run we had too pull over onto the hard shoulder for Darren, as one of his panniers had started too come undone. A mile or so of wheelie practice and it was time for a fuel stop.
As we were making good time, the Two none smokers allowed me a couple of cigarettes after filling up, this is when Darren noticed a small nail in my rear tyre, a little bit of spit confirmed that is was leaking.
While Simon was in the garage asking for directions too the nearest bike shop in his best German/Geordie accent, a young lady on a 1400cc cruiser, came up too us and asked if we were OK. After explaining what was wrong, she offered too take us to a Honda dealers, so after blowing up the tyre, we followed her to the bike shop which was closed. She then phoned someone, who told her that there was another one not far from where we were, after looking for 10 minutes, and asking other people, we were getting no where fast, she said that she knew a bike shop, not far from where she lived, but we would have to hurry as it shut at 5pm, and it was 4.20pm. We found the place at 4.55pm, after a scary 90mph blast along a motorway, with a weaving R1.
255 euros later I had a Metzeler rennsport fitted, as they would not repair the tyre, the young lady also offered too post the tyre back home too me, and for the life of me I can't remember her name, but she could tell how happy I was with help she had given me.
After getting lost a couple of times, (long story) we arrived at the Zurburg hotel at 10pm, tired and hungry.
Sunday 5th. Red hot weather. We had hoped too get a couple of laps of the Ring before our course, but as we had not done our homework we were unable too as there was a cycle race followed by a race on foot around the ring. Darren left me and Simon too visit his relatives somewhere in Germany. If you look at the "Ring Cam" for Sunday 5th August between 11-12am, we can be seen lying on the ground and looking at the push bikes race.(we are the only two there)
Monday 6th. 7.45am On the Ring for the start of the 45th BMW Driver Training. Weather, again red hot. Spent the next 12 hours running through the sections, in near 40 degree heat. Near the end of the day a Yellow GT3, nearly had me and an instructor off. Lined up on the straight at the end of the day, I spotted the GT3, and found the German driver, who later came over too apologize, to the whole group, and offered too buy us all a dink at the Dorint, at the winners ceremony on the final night. left the Ring at 8pm, back too the Zurburg, had something too eat, got drunk went too bed at 1am.
Tuesday 7th. Back on the ring at 7.45am, only this time it's pi$$ing down, and misty. For what ever reason, the instructors were saying, that they had never known it so slippy in over twenty years. A rather nice gentleman in a Black 07 Corvette, nearly gave me heart failure as he went up the inside of me at Hatzenbac 2, TW*T. Spent a frustrating hour during "free lapping", having too let every car past that came up behind me. At 4pm myself and Simon had, had enough, so made our excuses and left. Back too the Zurburg, had something to eat, got drunk and went to bed at silly o clock.
Wednesday 8th. Dry but overcast, do a final bit of section training, then we have "free lapping" at 9am. we had a great three laps, giving the cars a hard time, a lad called Alan on a K5 had a video camera on his bike, and we are waiting too see if it comes out.
11.30am and we are lining up for our assessment lap. This is what the whole course is about, Twenty instructors, watching your every move, and marking you 1-8, 1 being perfect, and 8 every thing wrong.
8pm and it's off too the Dorint, for the winners ceremony. Simon won our group, and I got third, but only after they realised there had been a mistake and at first gave my third place too someone else. the guy with the GT2 did come over and buy us all a drink, which was very decent of him. We retired to the bar at the Dorint, where all the famous racers, who have visited, sign there names on the walls and celling, I found a Pistonheads sticker, and wrote my name underneath. I'll post the picture later.
Got back to the Zurburg at 3am, rather drunk.
Thursday 9th. Pi$$ing down again, left the Zurburg at 10am for the run back to Amsterdam, boot's full of water, waterproof mitts and suit aren't. Onto the ferry at 5pm, Bikes tied down, washed and changed then straight on the beer till 2.30am, all Three of us woke as the ferry was heading into the harbour at 9am, 10 minutes after getting of the ferry I'm in the house.
Hmm. I could do with a drink.
Bike ran OK, one indicator bulb popped, and a fairing bracket snapped.
Monday.
Tuesday.
Wednesday.
Lining up for assessment lap.
At the Dorint.
TPS said:
Glad you had a good trip.I was out there from wednesday and may have seen some of you in the carpark by the entrance.I know what you mean about the track being slippery as well,i nearly lost it when the bike slid all over the place on the track.
What bike were you on, I might have seen you...Maybe.
308mate said:
Top tip Nemesis:
You have too much stuff for 3days!!
But then you probably know that by now.
You wont be able to corner any sense with that tank bag cause your arms cross the top of the tank as you lean. Or get your head out of the wind blast, or have very control on your levers if youre stretched right out. But youve probably figured that by now too
I have the same bike as you and the same tail pack as you. Not sure how much touring you do but I can get everything I need for 7 days into the tail pack.
Also, pull the (4) tabs out from under the R1 pillion seat. Get 4 short bungees, hook one on to the top plastic loop of the tail pack, pass it through the tab on the seat and put it back up to the same plastic hook. Repeat for all 4 corners. 9 times out of 10 this keeps the tail pack clear of the plastics, saves running bungees over the plastics, means you can lose the pillion pegs (cleans up the look of the back end nicely) and I can vouch for the tailpack staying secure for extended periods at speeds smart people dont mention on internet forums
Look forward to seeing pictures of your 'ring antics.
Wait, thats not right....
You have too much stuff for 3days!! But then you probably know that by now.
You wont be able to corner any sense with that tank bag cause your arms cross the top of the tank as you lean. Or get your head out of the wind blast, or have very control on your levers if youre stretched right out. But youve probably figured that by now too
I have the same bike as you and the same tail pack as you. Not sure how much touring you do but I can get everything I need for 7 days into the tail pack.
Also, pull the (4) tabs out from under the R1 pillion seat. Get 4 short bungees, hook one on to the top plastic loop of the tail pack, pass it through the tab on the seat and put it back up to the same plastic hook. Repeat for all 4 corners. 9 times out of 10 this keeps the tail pack clear of the plastics, saves running bungees over the plastics, means you can lose the pillion pegs (cleans up the look of the back end nicely) and I can vouch for the tailpack staying secure for extended periods at speeds smart people dont mention on internet forums
Look forward to seeing pictures of your 'ring antics.
Wait, thats not right....
Edited by 308mate on Monday 6th August 11:56
The only problem I had with the tankbag, was the wind blast at err, high cruising speeds, I'm 6ft 4", so not a stretch at all.
I usually have the rear pegs off but put them back on as an extra precaution, over the four straps under the seat.
I was away for a week and maybe did have a touch too much luggage, but I didn't smell as much as Simon.
John.
TPS said:
Biker's Nemesis said:
What bike were you on, I might have seen you...
Maybe.
I was on a bandit(you can laugh)mate was on a Z750.There was a group of english bikes all parked up in the car park on wednesday that we spoke to albeit it briefly.Maybe.
John.
Hi John
Its Adam on the Triumph Sprint 955i who gave you that drunken lift home to the Zurburg in the rain!
Have you heard the bad news about Jims friend on the KTM 950 Superduke? He got killed in France on his way home from the track! Apparently no one els involved, just fell off as he crossed the white line in the middle of the road and landed badly!
Sad end to a week he realy enjoyed.
R.I.P
Adam
Its Adam on the Triumph Sprint 955i who gave you that drunken lift home to the Zurburg in the rain!
Have you heard the bad news about Jims friend on the KTM 950 Superduke? He got killed in France on his way home from the track! Apparently no one els involved, just fell off as he crossed the white line in the middle of the road and landed badly!
Sad end to a week he realy enjoyed.
R.I.P
Adam
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