I think we are onto Tuesday now, and Kev, Mark and I are up at chez Grumpy and he is keen to show us his favourite roads, and boy are they good.
If you want to get a view of the roads we did, then you should watch the cycling world championship road race on Friday 4th, as by the advance warning signs we passed on almost every road we were on that day, it looks like they will use that as the route for the road race.
We did a shorter route today because Stuart had to get back for a dentist appointment, but as it worked out we were still running out of time, so somewhere near the head of loch Tay, I agreed to take over leading us out to Crief so Stuart could go directly back to Forfar for his teeth.
That road from Aberfeldy down to Crief is just fecking awesome

, then I found some back roads to get us into Perth. A bit navigationally challenged in Perth as I tried to force the satnav to avoid the main roads back to Forfar. We got through rush hour and over the bridge and we are back having fun. Probably 40 miles to get home now and although we were in sun, we could see heavy clouds over to the north west and they were coming our way….could we out run them?
Er…No. we got caught in a downpour for 10mins, but looking at the standing water in some places, we could have been much worse.
So back to the house for some beer and a curry

When I set off on this trip I could see my back tyre was wearing though I figured it would make the distance, but even before we left enniskillen it was looking like this was doubtful. By the time I got to Grumpyfrogs house on the Monday I knew it wouldn’t make it home, so I made a few calls and a local tyre guy ordered me a road 6 and said he should be able to fit it on Wednesday evening (he is a retired bike cop who works out of his garage at home), so knowing that that issue was resolved, I could plan to give the remaining rubber a good thrashing on Wednesday.
Marks Ducati rear tyre was looking better than mine when we left Ireland, but by the end of Tuesday, it was already shot, so he needed to get it changed on Wednesday morning. As his was a more popular size than mine, another place had one in stock, so him and Kev went to get it fitted with the plan to meet up with Grumpy and I in Braemar after lunch.
Stuart and I headed north all the way up to Huntly, and had dry roads all day. As with yesterday the roads, the scenery and the lack of cars made for great a motorcycle ride….. far better than the NC500 in my opinion.
Anyone who has ridden with Stuart will know he needs regular coffee recharges, so we tried to stop at a transport museum in Alford as it said it had a cafe, but they wanted £15 entry for the museum so we went to another cafe, but not before sneaking a photo of the rc30 they had on display in the lobby.

- Rc30
Not long after that Stuart slows down and is fiddling with his intercom ….. my guess is somebody has just phoned him, and sure enough he eventually pulls over to continue to deal with the work crisis that he needs to stay updated on throughout the day.

- Tomintoul
Next stretch of road is from Huntly past all the whisky distillery’s past Dufftown and Glenlivet and into Tomintoul, and after an IrnBru and more calls its down south to Braemar to see if Kev and Mark have made it……. As it turns out, no they haven’t! With the use of live location on WhatsApp we can tell they have stopped 50 miles east in Ballater. Kev is adamant that this is where Stuart told him to meet, but Stuart says it was defiantly Braemar, and checked with his Mrs to make sure he wasn’t going mad….
As I had to get into Dundee for 5 to get my tyre fitted, there wasn’t time for us to go east to find the dynamic duo, So Grumpy lead me down a very diverse range of roads from single track all the way to fast sweepers past the skilifts and we are back home after about 240 miles.
No time for beer, i get the wheel off the KTM using Stuarts paddock stand and he takes me to the tyre man in his car.

- Old tyre
Tyre fitted for £192 and we pick up fish & Chips from a harbour front chippy in Arbroath.

- New tyre
Once home we meet up with Kev & Mark and it turns out they had a right mission with the Ducati. Although Mark has the socket needed to take the wheel nut off the single sided swingarm on his bike, it is torqued up so tight that the tyre man breaks his socket extension and also bends the pole his wife uses to tension the washing line!!! So they then go to find a truck garage to get the use of a serious impact gun to slacken it off and then ride back to the tyre shop. …. So a 30 min job took about 2 hrs!
Thursday was our ride home day (well ride to Manchester which is home for Kev), and it was going to be wet all day. In fact the weather front looked like it was spending the day over the parts of the UK we needed to be on, so we didn’t rush to leave.
By 11am it was light drizzle and off we went. As it was wet roads and poor visibility the Plan was to be boring and to use main roads down and over the third Forth Bridge, go round the bottom of Edinburgh, then A7 down to Carlisle and finally M6 to Manchester.
We hadn’t even got to Edinburgh when we got split up on the early parts of the M90 due to me not paying attention to Kev in the front. We were close to an exit and my satnav was telling me to stay on the Mway to get to the bridge, Kev indicates last min and I assume he is just moving from middle lane to inside lane, so don’t instantly follow him….. bugger, he just took that exit!
So now Mark and Kev are off the Mway and I carry on to the next junction, i put my live location onto the what’s app group, try and phone mark (who has an intercom) and then leave a message to say I will wait the other side of the Forth Bridge and press on alone. Just before the bridge Kev phones and says his satnav has not routed them over the Forth Bridge so we will meet up on the first services on the M6 south of Carlisle. …. So I crack on in the wet making good progress through the traffic on the A702 back through Biggar and onto the M74 until it becomes the M6 and I pull over into the services. Looking at what’s app, Kev & Mark are 50mins behind me and only half way down the M74!!! He needs to give his satnav a good talking to!
Back in formation we blitz the M6 and get to Kev’s about 5pm. When I was at Carlisle i was thinking I felt ok to make it to Worcester, but once we stopped at Kev’s I was glad I hadn’t as it would be at least 3hrs more and it had been a long day.
Friday morning, Kev had a visit from @Freeridenick and then I went round for coffee at my daughters house (before you ask why I didn’t spend the night at hers, its not the kind of street where you would want to park your bike overnight, so hence me abusing Kev & Sues hospitality), then time to hit the M6 for Friday lunchtime traffic.
Holy Feck! That was a bad decision…… I must have had to do about 40 miles of filtering through the various bottlenecks and roadworks and that KTM has wide bars, so when 2 vans are side by side and there mirrors are at the same height as my mirrors, then I have to breath in.
Eventually home with just short of 1800 miles in 8 days, no days off, some dry days, some damp days and some soaking days. A lot of beer, laughing and good company, so thanks to all those that did the organising.

- Trip totals