If there was ever a product that I could put my hand on my heart and declare to be thoroughly and comprehensively ‘tested”, then these Falco boots would be it. I have worn the pair I... Read More→
It rained overnight, and after breakfast the girl-child busied herself feeding chickens and gathering eggs and renewing her acquaintance with the dogs. Ben did a couple of hour’s work in the main shed. I changed the... Read More→
By Darren Kersten Because I am a broken creature for whom dirt-riding is a thing of the past, I felt it was best to send my dear friend, Darren Kersten, along to the media launch of... Read More→
Did you miss me? I’m only asking out of politeness, because the field where I grow all the rats’ arses I give about your concerns remains as barren as ever. But it’s been a while since... Read More→
Published on December 31st, 2015 | by Ghost Writer
The home motorcycle workshop, a.k.a the shed, the garage, the man (or woman) cave. A place were we can a escape the troubles of the world. Our very own Fortress of Solitude. If you are one... Read More→
Look at it. Just look at it. Astonishing, isn’t it? You might have seen me at the Sydney Bike Show next to the MV stand. I was the one with the slack jaw and the tent... Read More→
It was only going to be a matter of time before Big Blue decided that racing Ninjas was not going to be the only entry-level race series. So this is how it works: The base model... Read More→
“Why have we stopped here?” Brother Silverback eventually asked. I knew he didn’t really care and was only asking out of politeness, so I responded in kind. “Because I like stopping in the middle of nowhere... Read More→