Thursday, April 30, 2015

BMW Triumphant - ScooterBob goes to Yorkshire

Foreword

Bob Skoot had acquired a rather nice blue BMW R1200R and despite concerns about transmission failure had undertaken an impressive transcontinental journey.  I asked him in January 2014 how he had found the bike - he replied "My BMW R1200R is a rocket on the freeway when you need to cover many miles. Instant power anytime, and also instant brakes should you need to slow down, plus it's smaller and lighter than my Vstrom. I like the shaft drive vs Chain maintenance but it has a smaller fuel tank. My Vstrom can go much farther on a tank with 23L vs only 17L for my Beemer. That equates to 100 kms less per tank

I bought the Beemer for this trip. It also has Traction Control and Tire Pressure Senors so I though much safer for a long ride like this

Cup cakes were very good. I wouldn't mind some more, right about now . . ."


It was therefore fortuitous that ScooterBob's short time with me coincided with the Annual general meeting of the BMW  Club of United Kingdom and Ireland (this being the officially approved motorcycle club) and this  year the meeting would be held in Harrogate Yorkshire (some 100 miles over the other side of the Pennine mountain chain from Knutsford, Cheshire where I live).




I normally attend this event as my first bike tour of the year and it enables me to visit new places and meet friends whilst winding up club luddites who resist "social media". There is normally a fun event organised  - last year we visted the Metisse factory------> STORY HERE.

The journey in best British racing track tradition (northern hemisphere) was a clockwise route starting bottom left at Knutsford

I decided to take an initially north westerly route to Blackburn and cross the Pennines near Skipton thus avoiding the Friday afternoon drag through the northern powerhouse of Manchester to Leeds.  Anyhow it's always a thrill to cross the Thelwall viaduct over the Manchester Ship canal on a motorcycle in strong wind. To get back into the swing of UK motoring on densely packed motorways and twisty hill roads with straying sheep I planned this modest 200 mile mixed road circular route.



The off - Luckily I had fitted the beak extender to my BMW R1200GS and you can see the remains of last year's flies too.
No journey in England is complete without a stop at a Little Chef especially for those with bursting bladders.  I made it to Skipton OK.
Job done and afternoon tea ordered - a far flung experience from the Olympic breakfast noramlly served.

Part of the joy of writing my blog is the ancilliary research undertaken to illustrate and inform with interesting discoveries made. Whilst I was aware that  the Little Chef chain of diners has changed hands many times over the years (one change in which scramble eggs was removed from the menu) I discover it is now owned by a Kuwaiti company---------> READ THE DETAILS HERE

The proverbial selfie during the digestion of a stale scone...
Somewhere on the moors 19 miles from Harrogate there is a chance of an ice cream just as the Tomtom blew up
Further along the A59 I come to the aid of a group of cheery scooterists from Wigan - when I see the magneto in pieces I wish them well on their continuing  journey to Newcastle...
ScooterBob does some bonding with Pricey 46 and that is one hell of a starting lever!
We arrive at the Cairn Hotel in Harrogate and the sun shines - the sun always seems to shine on the east of the Pennines in contrast to where I live on the west!
The club is disorganised on a regional basis, and this time it's the Yorkshire section hoisting the banner.
Last year the Tour de France cycle race came to Yorkshire as this hewn out rotten tree trunk depicts in Harrogates's beautiful Montpellier Quarter.
The daffodils are blooming marvellous(ly)!
Later that evening we inbibe at the Wintergardens which is now a Wetherspoons pub - local lass and attentive barperson Meata Baciukiewicz serves us a guest ale (can't recall what it was)
Even later that evening and miraculously back at the hotel, club president Mike poses with Scooterbob.
Mrs Mike and Cynthia (of round the world on an R80 GS fame ---> READ IT HERE) fight over ScooterBob)
Following the rather boring procedings of the AGM, Leeds man Noel Whittall gave a presentation of his various adventures ridng a 1918 Triumph H. See brief video-----> here

BobSkoot poses next to the superior to Lucas Bosch generator and I rush him away before an oil drip falls.

Bob from Belfast bought Tubby Balls formerly and briefly my BMW K (thank you Richard M) 75 - the electric screen still worked until recently

On the way home, following a drag of a journey through grim towns we hit the Peak District National Park  south of Huddersfield on route to Buxton.  Passing through Holmfirth I remember the TV series "Last of the Summer Wine".
The guys in the van had been flying model aircraft off the hills up to the point we arrived - they then brewed up in the caravan due to the sub zero wind chill!
Here we are nearly home at the Cat and Fiddle Inn - BobSkoot enjoyed my flowing cornering lines on the ubiquitous "most dangerous road" in England------>see here


This was great weekend and I can say that carrying BobSkoot with me enhanced the social interaction considerably!

In the next episode we ride Penny Farthing cycles!

25 comments:

  1. Excellent post. Bobscoot sure can pull a crowd of people can't he? Looking forward to more of his adventures.
    Love the pic of Bobscoot with Pricey46.

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    1. Thanks - this was a quite chance encounter on the isolated moors!

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  2. That was a pretty entertaining write-up of your trip. I enjoyed reading about the Little Chef chain. I had never heard of it before.

    BTW, is the R75 a typo? Some would say that since it lacks a coal chute it must be a K75.

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    1. Thanks Richard - Boxers on the brain - duly corrected with ackowledgement!

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  3. Nick I thoroughly enjoyed that. You only spoiled the imaginary feast just a bit by revealing that the scrumptious-looking scone was in fact stale. Next time, leave us to our overactive imaginations, no need to worry about drool on our keyboards.

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    1. The thing is David, fresh scones are so nice.....

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  4. Oh and Nick, nice selfie. It's the look a man must by rights have, when he owns an actual Cheshire cat!

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    1. Thanks - you did not notice my short trousers....

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  5. Exactly the kind of travels that Bob would have liked. Meeting lots of people along the way. Well done, Nick. I was pondering over the expression on your face... alright, just a stale scone, and not a toothache.

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    1. Thanks Sonja. Come to mention it I have got toothache now.....

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    2. Ouch, was it caused by the stale scone?

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    3. I think it's stress at work!

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  6. Great post - those trousers look a bit flash in the last photo😃

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  7. Thanks John - How are you? I read your letter in Ride magazine!

    The trousers came from ebay and are Australian and fit my big bottom well - unfortunately a little short in lower leg when seated and ride up over the boots.

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  8. Great post Nikos. Bob loved being social so he would have loved meeting so many people.

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    1. Thanks Brandy - ScooterBob has taught me how to be social too! Only question is, what do I replace him with now?

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    2. I sometimes think of coming up with a ScooterBob patch. There's time.

      As Sonja knows, I am open to all sorts of strange notions.

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    3. It would be a badge of honour!

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    4. David, I like that idea. Every host should get one ;-)

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  9. Great ride report and very nice of you to have ScooterBob meet your mates....

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  10. Nick, hugely entertaining and over roads that I haven't traversed for more than 4 decades! Your mention of the Thelwall viaduct gave me the shudders as in 2004, a friend got caught by a gust and was blown across 2 lanes, crashing his bike and being quite badly injured.

    On to happier things, not only would Bob have enjoyed meeting all the people shown in your travels, Scooter Bob has the effect of making us meet people whom we would not normally meet and that has to be a legacy of his, doesn't it?

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    1. Geoff, thanks for your kind words - your 2nd paragraph sums it all up very well.

      Sorry to hear about your friend's mishap - I tend to creep over the Thelwall viaduct in lane 1 and let the lorry and Audi drivers battle it out elsewhere. There is no wind sock on this exposed section of road.

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  11. That was a great post. I am today celebrating my daughter's wedding and know Bob would have happy for her. Thanks for helping me and others remember him.

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  12. That was a great post. I am today celebrating my daughter's wedding and know Bob would have happy for her. Thanks for helping me and others remember him.

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