4/5/11 It will be equally as difficult getting back
into travelling as it was adjusting to staying in one place eight
months ago. For a bit of background on what we have been doing on the
block have a bit of a peek. We landed in
Birmingham midday, a flight from Australia via Dubai and headed for a
small hotel near the Coventry Transport Museum, where our motorcycle
has been on display while we have been away.
5/5/11 Jet-lagged, even though we slept well on the plane, courtesy of
sleeping pills purchased in Thailand. The Museum had offered us a place
to work on the motorcycle. Always some work to do on such a well worn
machine. Emirates Airlines have generous weight allowance and as we had
60kg's of spare parts, including two tyres, we needed every kg. Our
personal luggage for the six month trip had to move as carry on. New
forks, springs, triple trees, steering head bearings, ignition switch,
brake disk and speedometer the aim for the next couple of days. The
forks and springs have over 300,000 km's and the triple trees were
original. This work is to be followed by new exhaust
pipes and heat
shields, also replacing originals, rear shocks, tyres, replacing
the problematical mainshaft seal with a high pressure one, a new clutch
hub and bearing, plus a few more minor repairs, which will hopefully
give us back a reliable motorcycle. The last trip saw us spending
almost as much time working on the motorcycle as riding it. Well that
is a bit of exaggeration but there were a lot of roadside and some shop
repairs. The motorcycle is old, but we enjoy riding it not repairing
it, so I guess these repairs are a bit of a last chance for a return to
reliability, or who knows what?
6/5/11 Still jet lagged and exhausted. It seems it takes longer and
longer the older we get to recover from a long flight, or it could be
the busy lead up to the trip along with packing up at the block and our
son's wedding in the last week before we
departed. Back working on the
motorcycle. As is our norm, three steps forward, one back. A problem
getting one of the forks into place, looked like a dodgy thread but
turned out to be the burred hole, but solved by Bill, one of the Museum
mechanics. Exhausts fitted, heat shields, a new front disk and the day
was done. In the evening two extremely tired people joined Merv and
Ruth, Coventry resident motorcycle friends and travellers, for a
British barbecue in their backyard on a lovely
balmy spring dusk.
Sitting around the BBQ/log fire with a glass of wine and good
food relaxed us from the flight and motorcycle repairs along with great
conversation of what had been happening in each others lives since we
last met.
7/5/11 At the Museum early again. Finished putting back the front end,
the new speedometer (miles, as no km's speedos were available),
front brake disk replacing a warped one, air filter, spark plugs and by
mid afternoon, with a little bit of petrol poured into each cylinder to
remove the protective oil we had placed there on our departure eight
months ago, and the motorcycle sparked into life
almost instantly. A
short ride in the Museum car park and we were back to our hotel for a
well deserved late afternoon off.
8/5/11 An internet invitation from Stephen and Sheryl had us collected
at our hotel, following Stephen to their lovely 1860's converted barn,
(cow shed) about 8 miles out of Coventry. A small village surrounded by
a green belt designed to keep villages from running together with
development. Their neighbours are a converted stables and the original
farm house plus village cottages making up the rest of the area. Part
of their complex is a large garage housing Stephens 9 motorcycles and
his workshop where we replaced our rear shocks in the afternoon. Semi
retired from the military Stephen has time for his hobbies. We were
still exhausted, particularly as there was a fight in our hotel last
evening. The noisy group of Spanish students
overboiled the blood of
our hotel room neighbour and one of the students ended up with a black
eye. The students had been noisily banging and slamming doors, calling
out from about 1am till 3am before the altercation. The manager called,
there was the hallway argument that went on till after 4am, so tonight
after a lovely dinner we excused ourselves and went to bed early to
catch up on last nights lost sleep.
9/5/11 A quiet morning in Coventry shopping for forgotten items, a
shirt, plumbers tape and battery terminals, followed by a telephone
interview, organised by the Museum, with the Observer newspaper. No not
the National Observer, the local Observer, the free paper that is home
delivered to the 100,000 residents of the area. The Museum hopes it
will publicise our Thursday night talk, with a 5 pound donation entry
at the Museum. In the afternoon we pulled apart the primary area of the
motorcycle in Stephens workshop/garage. The stator had been damaged
last trip and we also hope to solve the oil transfer from the primary
to the engine compartment that has been causing us concern for a
while. Armed with a high pressure seal, and a new bushing we are
optimistic of success, this time, as always, but only time will tell.
The clutch hub bearing has also been causing some noise so we had
brought
a spare one from Australia. Stephen arranged a friendly neighbour,
Chris, to press out our old clutch hub and
swapping the clutch
plates in went the new hub. It was a lovely evening, dinner with the
family, plus Paul, an old military friend and boarder, and drinks
in
the garage after pressing the clutch hub just rounded out the day.
10/5/11 Back into the bike early this morning with
closing up the
primary area and greasing the swing arm bolt to finish off the repairs
that will hopefully make the motorcycle reliable enough for regular
travelling, and by lunch we were finished. Now part of the Museum's
media machine we were at the local BBC radio station, or the BEEB as it
is colloquially called, for a live interview. The almost manic
presenter Tim and his dynamic producer Rosie had us, after a few
minutes of air time in the studio, out in the street for an impromptu
out and about radio session at the motorcycle, describing its stickers
and country list. It seemed all over in a flash of conjoined seconds
but 20 minutes had passed and we were being thanked as they slipped
into the next segment. Later that evening we were at the pub with
Stephen and Paul sampling Hob Goblin beer after their regular Tuesday
six mile run. We avoided the run and just participated in the
celebratory aftermath, both at the pub and on our return to the "barn"
to listen to real vinyl records through till tomorrow.
11/5/11 Back to our basic hotel in Coventry after a ride with Stephen
and Neville. The ride was to a weekly midweek meet of mostly Triumph,
many old ones, some new issue, motorcycles at an old farm, now turned
into a tea house, small farm shops and a childrens petting farm zoo. A
short ride, long enough to get the feel of the motorcycle back and to
test the repairs, which seem to be holding up. Perhaps there were 50
motorcycles, a couple of older cars, with generally older retired
owners, enthusiasts, then a quiet evening back at our hotel relaxing.
12/5/11 We have been using Skype to call our mothers back in Australia
for a few years now and as wi/fi has spread it has become easier.
Broadband has given us the opportunity to widen those phone calls to
video and today we spent an hour on a video link to our daughter as we
both played with the new, at least for us, medium. Guess I will have to
be fully dressed for phone calls in future. The rest of the day was
spent preparing for our evening's slide show presentation at the Museum,
which seemed to go well by all accounts. It was an hours talk followed
by equal questions and answer time. The interested audience made for a
good experience although I am never totally comfortable with these
public speaking events. It was also great to see so many of our friends
attending, many who have heard the talk before.
13/5/11 With our split lives little was done back in Australia
concerning travel. Our old laptop computer had died and programs needed
to be added to the new one along with program settings. Didn't leave
our hotel room today while we updated programs, plus updated and
published the web page.
14/5/11 The last day in Coventry. Finally ready to roll. Our last
evening we spent listening to a duet folk band over a bottle of wine at
the museum coffee shop. An underrated event there were less than 20
people in the room and most of them were friends of the group, a couple
getting up to join in or do a session. The economy here is obviously
still struggling, and will likely
be for some time. Government VAT tax
on all sales and services has recently been increased contributing to
shops going out of business and the streets are lined with empty
premises. We had lunch out today at an Indian restaurant and were the
only people eating there.
15/5/11 Left Coventry after first having a cuppa with Merv and Ruth who
we have promised to meet up with in Northern Ireland at the North West
200 road race next weekend. An easy day planned for our first on the
motorcycle this trip, just 160 km's to Llandrindod Wells in Wales. We
have not managed to have a reasonable look around Wales on our
previous visits to the area as we have either just been passing through
or the weather has been dreadful. This time it was reasonable, 16
degrees and only sporadic drizzle, a great day's weather for the region
by all accounts. A Sunday carvery pub lunch at a small country pub
along the way and we were at our hotel by mid afternoon, the only
guests, such is the economy.
16/5/11 Llandrindod Wells was at its peak
perhaps a century earlier
and is now showing signs of its aging buildings. Built because of the
nearby spa waters, the town was popular when spa's were the rage but
now few tourists arrive here, yet the hotels all still exist,
conferences the main draw these days. With cheap flights and sunnier
climates elsewhere it is unlikely to return to its former glory when
the who's who of society would visit.
17/5/11 Another shortish ride to the ferry at Fishguard this morning,
then off to southern Ireland. As we were leaving, getting free wi/fi
from the Stena Line ferry office, the news from Britain, apart from the
Queens first visit to Ireland, and the first visit by the British
Monarchy in over 100 years, was perhaps more concerning to the British
population, inflation had reached 4.5% and rising interest rates were
back on the agenda. The thought of slowing an already sluggish economy
by raising interest rates the talk on the ferry.