One of the highlights of this year for me was getting a glimpse of the Ireland Bikefest in Killarney on the June bank holiday weekend. Not only did I get to see some amazing customised bikes, but I also got to take part in my first rideout parade. In aid of Muscular Dystrophy Ireland (MDI), it was a really enjoyable experience with bikes (and bikers) … Continue reading Ireland BikeFest Killarney 2018
The Quest for Underwear For anyone who’s feeling remotely concerned by the title of this post, rest assured, I am not about to post up photos of my voluptuous body parts. This is more about my attempts to cover them under heavy outer bike clothing because, as I discovered during the extreme hot weather we’ve been experiencing, good functional underwear is every bit as important … Continue reading Underneath my clothes – Vanucci Base Layers (Review)
I was introduced to Prime 74 by my friend, Anne, a while back. We have lunch in Tipperary Town occasionally, and Prime 74 is a great place to meet up. Prime 74 is based on the main street, it’s central, and easily accessible. If you’re not lucky enough to get parking outside the front door (it can be busy in the town during the day), … Continue reading Prime 74, Tipperary Town
I think I may have become slightly obsessed with the Irish Photo Rally. Himself (Helmet Man) told me about it a few weeks ago, not long after he first introduced me to the Honda, and sure I was hooked! The Irish Photo Rally event requires participants to take photographs of their motorcycles at various pre-determined locations around the country. Bronze, silver and gold awards are … Continue reading Irish Photo Rally 2018
It’s fast approaching winter. Layers will be added and I have no doubt that this meme speaks the truth. Continue reading Winter on the Bike
Just a quick post this evening to astonish you all with the fascinating view I have from the back of the bike. Here it is. This is my view. No, seriously, that’s what I generally see from the back of the bike. I discovered pretty early on that there’s no sense in trying to look at anything over Helmet Man’s left shoulder, … Continue reading Room for a View
The first time I sat on a motorbike was in the ’90s. I was 19, and my boyfriend at the time had borrowed a “chopper” from a friend, as I’d pleaded with him to take me for a spin. With little knowledge of the dangers of not being kitted out properly, I was only too happy to don a borrowed helmet, throw on jeans and … Continue reading My first time.