Great yarns

2015 YAMAHA R1 – BORRIE THE CUSTODIAN – DAY FIVE

April 7th, 2015 | by Boris

I have sequestered myself in my garage. Like a mendicant monk. But there’s a YZF-R1 in there with me and

April 4th, 2015 | by Boris

Any day starts better if it starts with burek. Thus my Good Friday at the Bankstown Bike Show started with

April 2nd, 2015 | by Boris

Couldn’t sleep. Ragnar Lothbrok’s bestest buddy, Athelstane the God-botherer, had been killed by Floki, and it was most upsetting. In

April 1st, 2015 | by Boris

Peakier than a greyhound looking at live rabbits. Not sure if I am the rabbit and the R1 is the

March 24th, 2015 | by Boris

Turning off the Hume Highway at Gundagai is like being cured of cancer. It’s an ecstasy of almost overwhelming proportions.

March 20th, 2015 | by Boris

Have you ever felt more alive than shortly after you’ve almost died? When every fibre of your love-handled being crackles

March 18th, 2015 | by Boris

It was late when I rolled into the servo for fuel. Must have been around two am. Only werewolves, cops

March 11th, 2015 | by Boris

I have written this piece as a bit of a travelogue. If my thoughts and views on my journey do

February 28th, 2015 | by Boris

We were proceeding north on our annual run. And we were proceeding with thunder, majesty and élan…well, as much of

February 26th, 2015 | by Boris

I speed. There. I admitted it. I speed. Every chance I get. In fact, every time I ride anything I