It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything, and for good reason. I spent two weeks cruising around on my new 2001 KL250 Super Sherpa, enjoying the warming weather at the close of Australia’s winter.
In early July 2012, I left my dear French friends and found myself alone on Ghettobike. I cruised out of Dijon at a much peppier pace, given half the previous weight was now on a train to Paris. My travel buddy, handy-girl and navigator was gone. We had been crammed on that bike like sardines for over 800 miles from London to Chalon-sur-Saône, but I missed her already. I was nervous for the solo part of the adventure Continue reading Part II of European Motorcycle Madness