must be used in conjunction with the givi top box mount (not supplied)
Allows you to keep the indicators in the same place without having the stupid bar across the back.
strong enough for 25lb of luggage each side and to play traffic cone skittles with!


£80 + postage
£200 with the E36's

SOLD

thanks

I am thinking of getting a dremel multi tool, primarily to experiment with cutting some screens to size...has anyone tried the cheaper alternatives from the likes of silverline etc...or is it best to stick to dremel ?
I ask since I have existed without a dremel for the whole of my life up to now, so may not use it much in future....but do want a tool which does the job.

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La Baneza

saw a youtube video and thought 'that looks like fun!'
I was right. Combine the atmosphere of the TT, the enthusiasm of the manx, the thrills of the NW200 and guaranteed good weather.
To be fair it was very spanish. no non-spanish riders are allowed to enter (unless you have something very special). Most of the classic bikes are Ossa's and Bultaco's with the odd Derbi thrown in. However you do get to sit inches from the riders as they scrape past the mass of haybales.
laban250
I imagine this is how racing used to be, being able to literally reach out and touch your heroes. The town has a week long festival (markets etc) finished off with the bike racing. The races are for 250 2T, 4T and 125GP bikes. Sounds a bit staid on paper, but the course is fiendishly awkward so the racing is good.
laban125
On the friday we hit the town in the evening and have a great time at the medieval market, families everywhere having a great evening with their kids.
On saturday we head into town, to find it's been turned into a racetrack, quite literally overnight a circuit has sprung up. A paddock has appeared at the top end of town and a tented village has bloomed out of the park. It was obvious that the majority of the 30000 visitors were under canvas.
All through the day the little town got busier and busier. It reminded me of how Douglas prom used to be back in the 80's. Lots of good humoured arsing about. SWMBO decided that every bike in Spain was there.
And talking of arsing about, the Spanish are a bit like the French when it comes to bikebased arsing. bounce the limiter, mini burnout, done. Imagine my surpise finding a bunch of lads on their gsxr's giving it large in 1st to 'gerrit oop'. Imagine their surprise when a fat, ageing, sunburnt english bloke wearing shorts sandals and a T shirt riding a bike with a top box pulls a 400m minger past them! Fair play to them, I bumped into them in town and they bought me a cerveza.
The racing on sunday was just mental. The classic bikes moreso than the 125GP, as the classic boys had some things to 'sort out'.
When the racing had finished, it was full steam ahead for home. 5hrs/300 miles later we were at Biarritz (my poor tyre). SWMBO said she fancied going there, but we felt like Mary and Joseph on christmas eve as everywhere we went was 'complete'. After an hour of mooching we eventually found a 90€ motel........eek!!
Biarritz struck me as a French Weston/Newquay, but with nicer shops, and they sure know how to charge for breakfast.
Bosh, back on the bike and 250 miles later we were in La Rochelle. I've been visiting La Rochelle since i was 10, and the place never seems to lose it's fascination with me. Luckily SWMBO likes it too!
We stopped at Hotel Les Rosiers (65€). Monsieur Fawlty had an '83 Z1300 and a bassett hound named Lola. Nice place to stop, but get a room at the back of the hotel (1-7,21-27) as it's on a very busy road! We had a day mooching around before the last big push home.
We left at 8 for Honfleur, 280miles/6hrs (i don't use the peage) later we were sitting down by the quayside at restaurant 42 (i recommend the 15€ menu).
As an aside, we were royally yanked about when we got to Le Havre. Les Douanes were having a 'let's piss the Brits off on a hot day' day! It took 35mins to clear customs with 4 lanes open, then a 20 min wait under the bike rack, then LD kept us waiting at the foot of the landing ramp whilst artics rumbled in inches from us.Then they had the gaul (do you see what i did there!) to charge £1.20 for a packet of tyrrels crisps. BASTIDS!!!!
Would I go again, probably not. Would I recommend it to anyone...................of course.
We did a total of 1679 miles, used 155l of 95 ron which is an ave of 49.178451612903............or there abouts.
The total luggage weight was an amazing 79lbs..............but my arse REALLY hurts!!!!!

Hi

Can anybody identify a Fazer colour for me. Its a 99T 600 FZS and its a deep metallic red. Would like to know its actual name.
Thanks
Rick

I meant to put this up earlier, but forgot as I'm crap.

If all goes to plan, myself and BigRalphie will be heading up to Kinlochleven on Friday 31st, finding suitable digs (I'll book them Monday or there or abouts) and then having a suitabley robust modicum of hard liquor.

Wannafazer suggested a wee hotel that's local, so I reckon that's we're we'll aim for.

Up on Saturday, as many laps of the Loch as we can be arsed doing, Oban for Lunch, more laps then back to the digs for an inordinate amount of hard liquor.

Sunday, venture home feeling slightly sorry for ourselves and nursing gallons of Espresso and wielding slabs of Paracetemol.

Gingernutz is trying to wangle a pass (fingers crossed Paul), if anyone else wants to join then the more the merrier.

As I said, I'll sort out digs on Monday, gives you all the weekend to try and gain enough points to be allowed out.


Come on, you know you wanna!

[color=rgb(51, 51, 51)]I don't normally drink, but tonight I will be playing Pink Floyd albums VERY loudly whilst sinking some fine local ales down my neck. [/color]
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[color=rgb(51, 51, 51)][/size]I'm so Rock & Roll [/color] :rollin

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This years jaunt was a trip down to Spain to see the La Baneza GP. To swing this past SWMBO I had to include a visit to Madrid, just to sweeten the deal.
As with most of my trips it was ill planned and poorly conceived, but usually turns out for the best. The idea was to catch the ferry to Santander, loop around to Leon, up through France and le Havre to Portsmouth and home. So after booking the tickets, she informs me that she's working on the friday so we have to catch the weds ferry instead of the thurs. This also means we have 1000 miles to do in 3 days, not 4.
So after fabricating a wingrack to fit, cobbling together a starcom intercom, kicking the tyres and changing the oil we were ready to rock'n'roll.

Now those of you who are seasoned tourers/adventurers will run through your checklist before leaving, me on the otherhand is a good 5 miles down the road doing the
passport    check
tickets        check
e111 thingy    check
documents    check
euros        ..........bollocks
so we have to about turn and lose a good 20 mins, which was a blessing as SWMBO had changed handbags and left the Nationwide (the account with the holiday funds in) card behind.
We make Plymouth (152 miles) in 2 hours, which leaves us a good 5 mins to unwind before getting on the boat (Pont Aven. very nice but book a cabin as the recliners were designed by the Marquis de Sade)
So it's the mountain roads from Santander to Burgos, lovely flowing corners and marvellous scenery. After a little tapas in Burgos, it was the monotony of the autovia to Madrid. At least things got exciting trying to find the right exit off the ringroad.
We were booked into the Hotel Lusso Infantas (reasonable, well positioned, bit dodgy with the offer of extra's) in the Chueca area, which is best described as 'lively'. Now Madrid has an interesting, and totally unique, rhythym to work to. Nobody eats dinner before 10pm (avoid the plaza major), everybody has a siesta (2pm-5pm). Once you settle into it, it all makes sense.
What can you say about Madrid! Well it's a great city if you have a motorbike. Plenty of on road bike spaces, or just bump it up the kerb. Judging by the amount of policia about (never seen so many), I was wondering if there was a problem with crime, but didn't see any myself.
Back to the lively Chuecha area.......it's home to the 2nd largest gay community in europe, and boy (or girl) do they like to party! more importantly, the local council decided it would be a good idea to dig up the road outside our bedroom.........at 7.30am..........every day we were there!
After 4 days we bade farewell to Madrid, heading west to Segovia. Thankfully found a winding road to give the ever flattening rear tyre some more work to do.
Segovia....stunning. just about sums it up. best off getting there early on in the day as there are alot of steps to climb and it was bloody hot when we got there.

Headed off to Torresedillas for the night. Stopped at the Hostal del Prado, cheapish and cheerful. We went to the main square for dinner, but got messed about by snotty spanish 'puta' who told us it was too early for dinner, then promptly served the table next to us with exactly what we had tried to order!
More motorway to the edge of La Baneza where we see the trogladyte villages of la Torre de Vallee. We search for a Hostal, but to no avail. We end up at La Hacienda, 75€/night!

So your meant to replace the gasket when you remove the CCT!! Thought I'd try and get away without replacing it and guess what, gotta take it all off again!!
Words of advice, if you remove the CCT replace the gasket!
DOH!