Isle of Man TT: My experience – The End

“You ran all this way with that bag on your shoulders?” “Yes.” “Why didn’t you just leave it at the camping spot, pick it back up after the race?” “You could do that? Fuck me.” I make a lot of mistakes. I guess everyone makes mistakes, it’s just that I put myself into difficult situations… Read More »

Isle of Man TT: My experience – Part 3

What now? It was 10 in the night, I was outside the ferry terminal, and I had no idea where to go. I stood outside for a while, just to see what others were doing, and that didn’t help much. All the taxis that came in were taken quite quickly, so that wasn’t an option… Read More »

Isle of Man TT: My experience – Part 2

I am not scared anymore. We take it for granted, not being scared at a new place, alone. But picture yourself when you first started traveling, the nerves, the fear, the anxiety. I like doing this, to look back and see how much things have changed, to be happy where I am now. When I… Read More »

Isle of Man TT: My experience – Part 1

I have mixed feelings about luck. In one sense, I don’t really believe in it. There is no destiny, the lines on your palm are meaningless, and reading horoscopes tells you as much about the future as does urinating on a Ouija board. However, I often find myself in a place where I couldn’t have… Read More »

400th post: A year away from motorcycles

2017 has been an interesting year. I found myself in the United Kingdom, got a job, went to the Isle of Man TT, watched the Silverstone MotoGP, and gave up on automobiles. The only driving I did was a 600 km trip of Scotland, and the only biking I did was the 2000 odd kilometers… Read More »

Don’t envy the travelers

Like most articles on this website, this one is meant to organize my own thoughts. When I see Sarath Shenoy riding the Raid de Himalaya, or getting to influence the development of a motorcycle, or travel the entire country by two wheels, I sometimes question my own life choices. When I see Candida Louis flying from one… Read More »

Voodoo Bizango review: 2000 kms experience

It’s been about a year since I’ve given up on automobiles, when I moved to the UK I decided to stop riding and driving. The reason for this decision was very simple. My requirements for a mode of transport are as follows, in order of priority: It should be easy It should be cheap It… Read More »

This is what racing is about

I hope you enjoyed the French GP just now, all 3 classes had some spectacular racing, but today’s MotoGP was something else. I won’t bother with the details of what happened, as always the best source for everything about motorcycle racing is Motomatters, go there for the technical stuff. What I want to talk about is… Read More »

Dear “Dear George” writer, fuck off

I would like to begin this article by extending you an olive branch, and invite you to unfuck yourself by gently sliding your fist out of your rectum. I understand why you are doing what you are doing, I have done it myself, here’s one example. My work against Lorenzo might be a bit more… Read More »

The simple pleasures of life in the United Kingdom

I have been in the UK for about 4 month now. During this time I’ve been to London, traveled around Milton Keynes a bit, and been in contact with a few Brits at the place where I work. This is obviously too little an experience to pass sweeping judgments about the way things work in… Read More »