Long trips: how do you cope?

Hi

I've been lurking on and off for a while, read the postings and am
generally entertained and informed.

I ride my B6 most days to work and it's so much better than the car. I
don't have much time for riding for the fun of it... me diving takes
up most slack time..

Reading about the away days I sit and wonder what sort of Zen you must
have to use not to get totally bent out of shape... it takes me about
5 minutes most mornings to relax and not lean on the handle bars..

I just love the idea of riding down some Euro valley and stopping off
at some spot for lunch / dinner

Keep the photos coming, love looking at other folks holiday snaps.

Cheers

Aj

 

I have ridden to Mugello last year and to Catalunya this year to watch
Moto GP, round trips of 2300 and 1900 miles. I did Mugello with one mate
and Catalunya with two mates. I think company is essential.
We quickly worked out on the Mugello trip that if we rode 80 miles then
stopped at the next services to fill up and stretch and refresh we could
then easily do the next 80 miles. Longest day for us was on the
Catalunya trip biking from Andorra in the Pyrennes to Orleans just south
of Paris which was about 560 miles. The bikes were my Thunderace, my
mate on a ZX12R and the 3rd guy on a Bandit 600s. We ride near the local
speed limit and occasionally the two of us would open up for a mile or
two if safe and clear. All 3 of us would regroup quickly.

We are going back to Mugello next year - but taking a long route home.

Clive
Thunderace

 

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Ok, a pissed post, however. I've done England-Marakesh and
Frankfurt-Bucharest, both a long way, and a good few trips over 2000
miles. For me it's the open road, no boss, no wife, no mates, no
nothing. Just a map, an idea, a direction.

For the first few days it's tough, what if I don't, what if I do, what
if? After that I begin to think, that's a nice place, maybe I'll stay
here, hell, I'll just keep going this way. As the days turn into weeks,
the bike becomes more a part of me, the road becomes a compas bearing
and towns a place to meet people.

Sooner or later reality returns, but best put it off as long as you can.

 

Practise makes perfect in this case...

Then go do it...