Hello. I’m Greg. Currently in Sydney waiting for delivery of my 2023 R 1250 GSA Triple Black in a week or 3. Bought the only one available while it was still in a container on a ship somewhere. But if you can’t trust the Germans who can you trust?

Well, certainly not my business partners; accountants; lawyers, or anybody in the Department of Human Services or the Tax Office. Or Academia. Or scientific publishing….the list goes on…it’s long story involving a very beautiful but tragically doomed widowed Chinese grandmother and psychedelic medicine…I won’t bore you.

Since the deficit of trust and basic human decency may only be a local problem here in my neighbourhood I’ve disposed of all my wordly possessions bar aforementioned motorcycle; a Leica M3 and M10, an iPhone/iPad, my stamp collection, a PLB, toolkit, ultralight camping setup, my favourite shirt/jeans/sneakers…carnet+ passport.

As soon as I (actually - my helpful shipping agent Brent) can find space in a plane for the bike we’re (edit:Not me and Brent. Me and my R1250 GSA...) off to find truth and happiness wherever in the world it’s hiding these days.

Was almost committed to dep: Sydney / KL around 30 March 03. But uncertainty of entering and transiting either China or Burma now has me hassling Brent to land me somewhere further away than SEAsia (which I’ve already explored on HD many many times anyway) .

This journey very light on planning and relying mostly on experience (outdated), technology (over-rated), insouciance (often faked), burned-bridges (uncrossable), optimism (innate), charm (endless), the kindness of strangers (prayed for), time (endless), the will of the gods (regularly checked).

And you guys. Online or out there on the road/track/trail/bar/clink or ditch.