A group of vloggers from oop north came down for a mini-meetup early August. My GoPro only recorded the second leg (UTFS) from Finchingfield Essex round to …. wherever (I dunno – I was just following in line). I got about 20 minutes and had given up blabbering at this point (ice-cream does that to me). So just a flyby of those attending and some stoopid pish to go with it 🙂   End clip from: SimplePingu

Finally my trip ended and I had to come home 🙁 I start off in the small fishing village of Peel before heading around to Douglas to catch my ferry home.

After lots of straight-line miles up and down motorways and A roads to meets and to and from work … my tyres were knackered. They weren’t bald (getting there), but they’d squared enough to make the front feel floaty when tipping into corners and so new boots were needed. So, I popped down to Steve Jordan Motorcycles to have them fitted, but on the way I thought I’d give my old Bridgestone BT-016’s a Viking send-off 🙂 And yea – I stalled it 😀 It was due to rain later, so I had my big winter gloves on for the first time this year. You can see my fingers getting…

It’s been a long time coming, but I finally got to go to the legendary Isle of Man.And yea, I get totally lost, but to be fair, it’s a great place to lose yourself 🙂 I head down towards Castletown, pay my respects at the Fairy Bridge and then swing around the SW coastline before rejoining the A3 (eventually) and head to Glen Helen, where I was staying at the Glen Helen Inn. The island is like a mini Scotland and is very green and lush …. but you should go see for yourself 🙂

The usual gibberish…. But in scorching heat and surrounded by half nekkid office workers 🙂 Thanks to PicklePoo for use of her boobs in the thumbnail 🙂