I must say that when we have a get-together, we always talk about the particular model we proudly own. There is always considerable mirth when we swap stories of pastings on this forum, especially those on fuel consumption or oil usage. My model, the "Rog (UK) Yorkshire Dales is very economical and only requires one light meal every 150 miles though I have to say that his liquid consumption has been a cause for concern lately because he often breaks down and disappears behind a hedge for a couple of minutes (in Winter, there even appears to be steam issuing from that general direction, but that is a mystery to me). he's on the wholepretty good natured and I am happy to put up with his idiosyncrosies having hear horror stories from firends with different models.
On Wednesday, I was restless and wanted to go for a rideout, but Rog was oblivious to this. It was a cold, grey, bleak cloudy day where I live (to the East of the Pennines). I eventually pursuaded Rog to go for a short 2tootle2 around.
I switched the heated grips to MAX because I know that Rog, like all you humans, is a bit a a wimp and off we went.... It was good to get out again on the open roads. We usually ride on minor roads wherever possible. For the first 20 miles, there was no improvement in the weather, BUT after cresting the Pennines near Grassington, the clouds suddenly dispersed leaving clear wall to wall blue sky. YIPPEE!!!!!! Things were starting to look up. I knew the roads I wanted to take and managed to steer Rog in that direction. I find Rog extremely easy to handle, again, unlike the tails I have heard from my friends who have Oriental models.
This pic was taken near Conistone/Kilnsey Crag. Rog said that he thought Gypsy would enjoy fly-fishing for Trout here
It made me smile when I looked across at the main road which runs parallel to the single track, deserted road I was on;-
Littondale is one of the gems of the Yorkshire Dales. At this time of year, it is magnificent. This is a view of the village Halton Gill in Littondale
...and this is the lovely bridge over the River Skirafe nearby;
I liked the steps at the left-hand side of the bridge. The area around here is obviously inhabited by very thin people....
Climbing up the valley in the direction of Stainforth/Malham, Fountains Fell is to the left and Pen-y-Ghent to the right. I decided to stop and tarry awhile to give Rog a well-earned rest. He has done very well and I think, likes this area very much. He always seems so well tempered in this kind of terrain. This is me in front of Pen-y-Ghent;-
and this is me on my own. Rog likes taking pictures of me, but he chose not to give me a clean and polish today..... in fact he seems to forget most days. Hmmm. Can you please remind him it is a necessary and obligatory task.
I was, for some reasonm now getting very bad vibes. I knew that somehow we were in mortal danger. i went into automatic scan mode and eventually on a faraway ridge I spotted what I had dreaded.
A worse scenario it was difficult to imagine. This was a scouting group of the dreaded Yorkshire Fell sheep - the meanest and cruelest of animals and I knew that they took no prisoners. Rog got the urgent message i sent him and there was no time to lose if we wanted to esacpe these viscous animals...
Boing...... time for home
Ride safely,
UBU
(Proud owner of 1949 model Rog (UK) Yorkshire Dales[/img]
..anyone else..or is it just me?
