COOL WORDS FROM THE GRANDFATHER OF MY GODSON.
I'm starting to think about throwing away my TomTom and doing this trip in just a grass skirt.
Digging the bit about the coarse sandpaper as well - it made me laugh out loud when read it. I mean, you have to admire the *will to carry on* of someone who ends up getting Mike as a son-in-law, huh? I mean, the ability to play the banjo quite well might've impressed Gaynor 'n all, but after the zillionth refrain of Dueling Banjos, you've kind of - diddaling-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding -- been there, and done that.
It reads as follows:
Gaynor sent me details of your interesting Honda 90 posting. I must admit that your intended route will not gain you a Knighthood in the New Years Honours List or a gold medal from Soichiro Honda for the flat lands of Holland , North Germany and Denmark will not exactly tax the remarkably `game' Honda 90 engine or you, for that matter. Thousands of people do that journey on their push-bikes every year. What's happened to your Antipodean sense of adventure? Living in London is making you soft. I would suggest that pass storming in Italy , Austria , Germany , Switzerland and France will be far more entertaining and much more enjoyable and not an impossibility. In the 1950's the NSU Company built and opened Lido di Cavallino on the Adriatic . Owners of NSU products were invited to enjoy a cheap and enjoyable holiday at the Lido . Thousands of people accepted the offer and descended on the Lido from all over Europe , many of them on humble 50cc `Quickly' mopeds. Their route was invariably via the Brunig, Sussten and St.Gotthard passes. Mr. Honda was suitably impressed for in his wisdom he modelled his Honda 50 `Cub' on the `Quickly' and NSU's 98cc OHV `Fox'. If you want to travel quickly you have to learn to do it slowly....
Throw away the added weight and complexity of the crap Blue Tooth gadgets and do it the proper way. Fit a bracket to the side of the frame to take an extra gallon of fuel and go for it. Always remember that every road in the world leads to home so you will never ever get lost. When Mark Thatcher (bless him!) ventured into the Sahara he armed himself with a sheet of course sandpaper to use as a road map. `Mummy' had to pull a few strings to rescue him but he got loads of publicity for the stunt and look where it got him?
The Honda 90 will not allow you to record `fastest-time-of-the-day' between the Chip Shop and the Co-op on Lewisham High Road but it will get you everywhere that you want to go. A Haynes Manual? Why do you need one of those? Blimey mate, it's only a motorised pedal cycle not a Desmosidici Ducati GP. You will not need a rucksack full of spare parts so chuck out the Haynes Manual along with the GPS gadgets.
In the Spirit of your fellow countryman and my teenage hero, Bert Munro, `never waste a day of your life for this is not a dress rehearsal for the real thing'. This is it!. Fulfil your dream. Enjoy yourself. And, good luck! May your God travel with you.