Anyhow, back home by 10:30 I needed to get to Rohan in Bakewell to collect some trousers. I ordered them from the Souk (their online discount store) before we went to Northumberland, to be delivered to the store. So a journey with MBM was in the offing.
It's fair to say that, over the past year, since MBM and I went to Morocco in 2012, she's been sadly neglected ... sitting quietly in the garage without complaint. I've been far too busy travelling with the van and walking to find time for the two-wheeled love of my life. Shouldn't complain really.
So, on with the bike gear, minus waterproof linings, the open faced lid and off into the glorious sunshine. Perhaps you'd like to join me? Go on ... hop on the back ... promise the ride won't be too fast; I'm in a bimbling mood. Ok, let's go then.
Here she is, MBM (my beloved motorcycle) all revved up and ready to go, ticking over quietly to herself:
Ok, wait 'til I'm on, stand with your left foot on the left side passenger footrest then swing yer right leg over the back. Mind the topbox. Ok, comfy? Right then, let's go:
Here we are at one of my favourite lunch stops, the cafe at Outside in Calver. I can park the bike out here where I can see it, then relax with a tuna mayo sandwich, salad and a pint mug of coffee. Plus it's warm enough to sit outside today. Bliss! What would you like?
Sometimes I have to remind myself just how much I love MBM. 'Hope you enjoyed the ride.