Well, neither MrsB nor I had ridden in months, me because I've been working away, she due to recovering from surgery. Now I'm back and she's better so, this morning, we dragged Ivan and the Dr out of the shed, kicked the tyres, lit the fires and went out for breakfast together. Damn but it felt good. I feel a period of more positive posting coming on, although it'll be from the UK for the next month as I fly out for a long awaited holiday on Wednesday. Expect a review of the National Motorcycle Museum if I can get there, or other petrolheady things if I can't.