Hi folks it's 4am and broad daylight here in far north Sweden, I'm vpn'd into my office in Perth, and all is well with the world. Tomorrow is my day off, and I've just returned from a 2 hour 'night' ride on a borrowed CX500 'Plastic Maggot' through a billion acres of pine forest. First point about riding in Sweden is THEY HAVE ELK's !! Now if you think hitting a roo is a bit dodgy, try a freakin Elk, they are humungous bastards! There are no fences and the trees come right to the edge of the road. I'm told that cars and trucks hit them regularly, so I'm riding in a constant state of enhanced fascination. The bloke that lent me the bike is a pom living in Sweden, and he told me a sad tale last night, it won't mean much to the bulk of netriders, but any who have have lived or ridden in the UK will probably be aware of the legendary Chelsea Bridge meets on Friday nights, well they are no more. After 50 years of bikers meeting there for a pie and a cuppa, a few idiotic hoons have managed to get all parking rescinded and the meet is dead. I remember a couple of hundred bikes getting together at 'The Bridge', with never a problem, but the selfishness of a small minority has ended a 50 year institution forever. There is a clear lesson here, but I know damn well that the kind of rider who ruined it for all will not give damn about anybody but themselves. Ok, well it's time to disconnect, have a couple of Swedish beers and turn in......I'll post again in a few days as I'll be pretty busy for a while after my day off......bye for now.