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Zoran and his deflating kz400. There was a nail lying on the road and he decided to pick it up, with his tire.

 

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Lennard of BubbleVisor. Actually I was carrying his bubble visor in my backpack as it didn’t fit on his helmet.

 

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Miob’s cb750. He had quite a day I must say, what could possibly go wrong on a sunny Sunday morning…

 

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My piece of shit. Good news: it stopped liking oil. Bad news: it started raining oil. I bought a roll of gaffer tape and secured my airbox hoses because they were a bit loose. And guess what, the bike started to run smooth like a baby’s ass. No flat spots on the throttle, good acceleration and no more funny stuff. I thought I was in for a carburetor job. 4.99 euro well invested.

 

We got some magic tire fixer at a gas station and inflated Zoran’s tire with it. It was supposed to be use with tubeless tires only, but we didn’t have much choice. And I guess one shouldn’t ride on a highway with a deflating tire, specially if the front brake tends to get stuck, www.health-canada-pharmacy.com, and the engine is overheating, and some overflow hose is loose and is spitting fuel all over it to give a nice smoke effect. But again we didn’t have much choice. We made it back and now have a story to tell, that’s what matters. I think.

 

After getting back to Amsterdam and having a tea at Zoran’s place, Lennard and me headed off to Halfweg. Very very cool roads out there.

 

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For me the best were faces of people going to church in a small village near Utrecht as we went by. Their expressions suggested they saw something like that: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RDrTIHnBqL4