Don't make me spell it out, ok? -- Please add "imo" to above post. Champ GSX-R 1000, GPz 750 turbo, ZX7RR Endurance Racer x 2 GYASB#0 BotToS#2 BOTAFO(T|F)#35 WG*#1 DFV#8 Team UKRM Racing : www.team-ukrm.com
FFS. You'll be buying a tweed "sports jacket" with leather patches on the elbows next, and start smoking a pipe.
Sounds like a plan, 800 watt suitcase genny, 500 watt halogen floodlight. YKIMS. You'd get both for under £100.
It was somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the ****, what a good idea. Mind you, the vibes will probably kill a 500W lamp stone dead within a mile - the 300watters are a bit more robust and the 150s more so (but a bit shorter). -- Dave GS 850 x2 / SE 6a SbS#6 DIAABTCOD#16 APOSTLE#6 FUB#3 FUB KotL OSOS#12? UKRMMA#19 COSOC#10
Aren't there some regs about max wattage to be chucked out from the front of a vehicle? Still, with the genny running , you could use the spare squigglies to keep the hotpot going and the kettle on the bubble ;-) In fact, I think we should nominate Platy as outside caterer at Dodgers Point for BOSM.
I can just see Platty sitting on the bike shouting "Hot dogs, get your hot dogs here". With addition of a slow cooker[1], it would be complete. You could bring your flaming petrol device to add that ambient glow, while I boiled up a decent cup of coffee on my FZR. [1]Lets face it, you'd have time to let things cook.
With a row of 150 watt lights, it would look like some sort of UFO[1] coming towards you at night. [1]Complete with random sudden movements and straaaange noises.
Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, mups Croquet. Assuming the Cholmondley-Smythes are happy with a somewhat "relaxed" dress code this year. -- Nigel - Manufacturer of the "Champion-105" range of rearsets WS* GHPOTHUF#24 APOSTLE#14 DLC#1 COFF#20 BOTAFOT#150 HYPO#0(KoTL) IbW#41 ZZR1100, Enfield 500 Curry House Racer "The Basmati Rice Burner", Honda GL1000K2 (On its hols) Kawasaki ZN1300 Voyager "Oh, Oh, It's so big"
Sort of. I've always wanted to do the sidecar thing, like I've always wanted to have a go at a helicopter. Once I get the hang of it, I'll either get bored and flog it, or get obsessed and buy two or three more, or maybe just keep it around for sunny weekends and the odd camping trip. There is that too. One of the lessons from Frankfurt was how handy and chuckable a small, lightweight bike could be. Nah, it's the "showing up in unlikely places on a ridiculous conveyance" thing. Plus you can get a lot of beer into a sidecar. Next year, the Elefanttreffen...