Paul and Nene Tarr.
Never short of a laugh, these two are just fabulous company on tour. Nene smashed yet another epic set of roads and routes, facing every challenge head on like a hero, well.. except for the 3D simulator ride on the seagulls back. “IIIIIIII WWWWWWAAAAANNNNTTTT OOOFFFFF” will never sound the same again. Most simulators have a panic button Nene, both Paul and I looked at each other when we came out and said at the same time ” thank f@8k it didn’t have a panic button” heee heee heee. Well done little bear.
Andrew and Marion.
Andrew just waits on Marions next outburst and laughs his head off at her. Marion, I’ll never ever hear the word benevolent the same again. After numerous attempts Marion just kept on belting out benelephant until there wasn’t a dry eye in the place. Ben bin ban benelephant will never leave me and neither will your line dancing. You both make a top team and what fantastic riders.
Lorna and Karl.
My first trip with my sister and brother in law, and what a trip it was. Riding along on big blue was all in a day’s work for Karl. Always smiling and always good fun, you both brought plenty laughs to the trip. Especially when you burnt your face and came out of the bathroom with sudocrem all over you. You went in looking like a traffic light and came back out like Casper. When we spent some time sorting out your bluetooth headsets, Lorna confirmed a lifelong suspicion when she declared “don’t worry if I can’t hear him, as long as he can hear me, that will do” women really don’t hear us guys!
Roger and Dee
Flying along effortlessly on his mighty RT, Roger got Dee safely from A to B throughout the trip. I’ll never forget the torrential wet and cold day when I was freezing my backside off on my GS. Rogers kind words when we stopped were “it’s not a problem for us because we’ve got the heated seat on” gee thanks Roger! Seriously, thank you both for a great time and great company and for making me realise the RT is actually the right bike for the trip.
Trev added in a few parts of his own along the way from previous trips to the states. The lone wolf thundered through the countryside on his Sport Glide and got where he was going effortlessly. Trev won’t ever be able to surprise any one though, or sneak up on them, because from about 20 miles away you’ll hear back in black blasting out his Harley as he guns it towards you. Well done and thanks for the dinner bookings along the way, always good choices.
Our support truck hero who was sent back through time to supply bikers with peanut M&Ms and water. He’s living tissue over a metal endoskeleton and he absolutely will not be stopped. Like the Terminator, David was always coming after us and always in our mirrors. We all owe you a great debt of gratitude as I know it’s not easy lugging that big ole Dodge Ram though traffic with a trailer and two spare bikes. Well done my friend!
The guides guide Storm.
Never out my ear constantly! Go this way, lookout for that, how fast are we going? when will we get there? I need the toilet… all of these things, she never utters. A fantastic pillion and fantastic help, she’s always on hand to get me through another day. I did enjoy watching her face change though as she had a read at this. Just a shame she snores like a rhino with a cold at night! oooft sofa it is.
My silly Self, The guide.
I can’t thank you all enough for choosing to travel with us. Some of you more than once, and hopefully I’ll get the privilege of doing it with you all again soon. I’m very grateful to you all for being great riders and making this trip such a stress free one. I’ll jump back into the Magellan cryo chamber now and be put back on ice till next year, before being defrosted and geared up to do it all again. You all ride safe and if I can help with anything along the way, you know where to find me. Love to you all from me and Storm xx