Last autumn my good friend and riding buddy Mark (Merlings1200), gives me a call to help run two 'Offroad Adventure' trips in Iceland this summer.
He expected the (slight) pause before I agreed, he well knows previous trips have been very much about my wife, Ange and I.
A plan was soon hatched , the two 'lads' trips would have a fortnight gap between them with Ange's bike being shipped out along with the first group's...... then everyone should be happy
Hmmm this would give me a whole month in Iceland mainly living in my tent!
A couple of months before each trip we ran a trial weekend's riding in mid Wales, the first group included Cabby from this forum who told me it was the hardest thing he'd ever done and fair play he also had to ride his 660 Tenere from far up Scotland and back.
The second group did have some handy riders but others found it somewhat challenging .........
Mark's done a brilliant job with all the logistics and paperwork, I fly out a day before the others to sort the final shipping paperwork and catch up with my good friend Þröstur in Reykjavik.
Which bike would I use?
There is only one.............
Next day 'the lads' arrive fresh faced and bushy tailed.......actually most were knackered through no sleep but they were ready to ride........................
He expected the (slight) pause before I agreed, he well knows previous trips have been very much about my wife, Ange and I.
A plan was soon hatched , the two 'lads' trips would have a fortnight gap between them with Ange's bike being shipped out along with the first group's...... then everyone should be happy
Hmmm this would give me a whole month in Iceland mainly living in my tent!
A couple of months before each trip we ran a trial weekend's riding in mid Wales, the first group included Cabby from this forum who told me it was the hardest thing he'd ever done and fair play he also had to ride his 660 Tenere from far up Scotland and back.
The second group did have some handy riders but others found it somewhat challenging .........
Mark's done a brilliant job with all the logistics and paperwork, I fly out a day before the others to sort the final shipping paperwork and catch up with my good friend Þröstur in Reykjavik.
Which bike would I use?
There is only one.............
Next day 'the lads' arrive fresh faced and bushy tailed.......actually most were knackered through no sleep but they were ready to ride........................