Conrad and Paul and off we went. Took the big, 24 hour ferry from Portsmouth to Santander in Spain. After that it was a short 250km hop to Biarritz. So a weekend of sun, bikes, friends, good food, beer and the beach then. Vincent and the other Southsiders worked really hard to make sure everything went according to plan, in a French sort of way if you know what I mean. Good times indeed. Only low point was running out of gas on a brand new, borrowed, Ducati Monster miles from anywhere. I was wondering what that yellow light on the dash panel was all about.
Chimay next bruv's.