It’s quite interesting how events bring about change. On the 6^th February 1976, like any other work day I rode my Honda CB500 to work. At 7.20am, to be precise, I was involved in a head-on with a petrol tanker. Well that’s one way to spoil the day. It didn’t do the Honda much good either.

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Four months later the right hand middle finger was once again working following micro surgery and the bones in my right hand and rib cage were pain free. Yep I was ready to buy another bike. As touring was my first love the BMW became my first and only choice. So on 5th July I placed a $20 deposit and on the 7th July 1976 I threw my leg over a brand new BMW R90S that was assembled five days before my accident. I gingerly, rather nervously rode back home covering a mere 20km. From the word go, I loved riding this bike. It was everything that I ever wanted from a motorbike. It has been used as ride to work transport, club runs, even raced in club events but foremost as a means to indulge in my first love, long or ultra-long distance touring. This month saw it pass 461,000klm.

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And I have not regretted one single day riding it.

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Frank

Down Under

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