Published on January 24th, 2019 | by Boris
In which our hero realises he’s not been placed upon this earth to procreate with spiders, and if the Niken is to be taken seriously, it needs to be taken somewhere serious. With stuff tied to... Read More →
Published on January 1st, 2019 | by Boris
In which our hero finds himself in the company of an outlaw in a country pub in the dark days before Christmas, whereupon he is compelled to ask the small crowd of tattooed brutes who came... Read More →
Published on December 19th, 2018 | by Boris
In which our hero finds himself sassing up the Putty Road in the darkness before the dawn and waiting for a kangaroo to land on his face, before riding herd on 18-odd riders who have come... Read More →
Published on December 17th, 2018 | by Boris
IMAGES BY PHIL VENERIS “Oh my…” I mouthed as the hurtling began. “Oh great stump-jumping Jesus of Nazareth…oooh…” And then there was no more talking to myself. There was maybe some fractured internal dialogue to do... Read More →
Published on December 12th, 2018 | by Boris
In which our hero considers the existential aspects of the Niken while belting it up a shitweasel of a road, parking it front of a small country pub and awaiting the judgement of large, tattooed men... Read More →
Published on December 11th, 2018 | by Boris
I managed to acquire the Held Camaris jacket for the New Zealand launch of the Yamaha Niken. Cool, I thought. I shall look so very fine. The hot backpacker babes in their insane painted-on yoga pants... Read More →
Published on December 10th, 2018 | by Boris
IMAGES BY DAVE COOKE Sunday’s the day, huh? You hope it will be sunny, you call your mates, or you put up a post on Facebook because you have no mates, and off you go…up that... Read More →
Published on December 4th, 2018 | by Boris
TALES OF THE NIKEN – EPISODE 1 In which our hero acquires a three-wheeled thing which has made him a little mental, and attempts to reconcile his inner anguish at operating this non-motorcycle like a... Read More →
Published on December 4th, 2018 | by Boris
Fuck Mark Marquez. Seriously. Fuck all 59kg of him and fuck all his tombstone-sized teeth while you’re there. He’s been in MotoGP what? Ten Minutes? And he’s already amassed five titles (seven, if you’re counting the... Read More →
Published on November 24th, 2018 | by Boris
One more X in its name and we’d be at such a level of helmet-porn, I’d have to take my pants off to write this. As it is, the the X-803 is right up there as... Read More →
