Hello everyone, first an apology for not being “On-Air” for a bit…but as some of you know this time of year is usually pretty hectic dealing with harvest here in Cornwall! Whilst that can be a bit of a pain, there are simple pleasures that it is nice to experience along the way, such as this superb sunrise over Bodmin Moor last Friday.

Neat eh?

So what’s been happening in my bit of the world of Harley Davidson? Well, for a start there has been the small matter of the annual M.O.T. certification and I’m very pleased to report that it was just that, a small matter; ride Harley in and ride her out twenty minutes later with a new certificate.

Next, as I’m riding away, Harley’s speedometer started doing strange things then gave up reading anything! Now one of the many nice things about a Harley is that you can interrogate the central processor for fault codes without the need of a computer, it displays in the odometer and a quick check revealed a speed sensor low resistance fault. I took the sensor off the bike and cleaned the terminals, which cured the problem, but I picked up a new sensor from the dealership and fitted it on Sunday, just to be sure. The obligatory test ride then followed….and well, I really had to test the full function of the unit right through the speed range, it just made so much sense! I love that bike!
The sensor is the black plastic thing held in by the Allen screw.

Whilst I was at it I also fitted a new inner headlamp unit, which H-D claim is 90% more efficient and brighter. Dunno whether it is or not, but it does look darn cool!

That’s all for now; It’ll be just me moving through, on my way to something…..

Dookes

Hello everyone, it certainly feels like regular British summer weather has returned to Cornwall….it’s raining like the clouds are fitted with hosepipes!

Today, I was looking forward to a Chapter ride out to St Michaels Mount in West Cornwall, but unfortunately this has been cancelled due to the weather. Too dodgy to control two dozen bikes in torrential rain and frankly, no fun!

Anyway, it’s always good for someone…so let me introduce the latest additions to the menagerie at Dookes H.Q., who are definitely enjoying the wet weather.

They are butterscotch call ducks, the drake is in the middle, flanked by his two girls. Cute little critters, eh?

So that’s why as the rain drums on the workshop roof, I’m in the Dookes “Man Cave” listening to Test Match Special and building a new duck run! Rain has just stopped play in Manchester now, sigh, summer really has arrived, again!

Dookes

OK, I admit that my blog posts have been a bit morose of late!

I put it down to losing four good people in the last four months and getting totally p****d off about it! I’m kind of funeral’d out.

So it’s time to celebrate life a bit, French style through food!

Here at Dookes H.Q. we are incredibly lucky to have a reasonably large and productive slab of Cornwall, it’s something I never take for granted either….even when I’m on the never ending task of cutting the grass!

Anyway, getting to the point, I just realised that just about everything I have eaten today has come from our plot of land, which is great and gives me a nice feeling somewhere between smug and humble.

So here’s the menu:
Breakfast; Soft fruit, raspberries and strawberries.

Lunch; Hard boiled eggs and salad. Yes we keep a few chickens as well.
Supper; Globe artichokes followed by more fruit.

Yes I know, I’m a lucky sod…but better go cut the grass again!

Dookes.

It’s that time of year again, when the Plymouth Chapter goes to Looe for Fish and Chips!

With the weather clerk continuing to be kind, we mustered at Trerulefoot and about thirty Harley Davidsons rumbled into town for a fish supper at the famous Kelly’s Chippy, where we took over the upstairs restaurant!

The obligatory ice cream followed as we walked through the narrow streets to the beach and then made our separate ways home as the golden orb sun set. What a superb evening!

Harley amongst friends.

Dookes

When I was in France I posted the sad news of the death of “Transplant” Andy Marriott, a much loved member of the HOG Plymouth Chapter.

Today was his funeral and he was accompanied on his final journey through the sunny streets of Plymouth by an escort of twenty four Harley Davidson motorcycles.

Quite a send off, but not the day for photographs.

Christine, Peter and Jenna, you are in our thoughts and hearts.

Andy, we’ll miss you, keep the rubber down, the shiny side up and ride free.

Dookes