Next week I'm gunna be on the road . Into Belgium with my oldest and dearest fuckwitts . The very same tossers that I grew up with then We road to Hungary .
Then the week after me and Mrs oily will be riding around Portugal with the Bonkers Dutch . Great friends that we met in Hungary.
But first I had to sort my bike out . I fitted a new tyre the other day then was blastin down to look at a job , an heard a horrible whineing combing from the motor , then the back wheel momentarily locked up. " bollox " I thought I've only gohn and fucked my motor. But having a quick gander showed that my belt was rubing on the casing then snagged and tore itself in half.
So today I replaced the belt and checked that the wheel was in alignment , changed the oil and filter then took it for a quick test blast.
It's a real shame that my test route always somehow brings me to a pub.
But on another note Rich who has organised this ride to Belgium is trying to do it on a chop that he hasn't finnished building yet.
Oh well he's got 3 days to sort his shit out.