Rode from Cahors France to Alesbury in one go, got caught in a traffic jam in Paris due to an accident so followed the locals down the hard shoulder past the police, total was 850 miles on my Fireblade and not an ache, got back in time for tea.
Andrew
A man can fall many times in life but is never a failure until he refuses to get up
Back in my courier days (1988), working freelance from Birmingham...
Pick up in Birmingham then on to London. Then after a signature, up to Inverness. Then after a night in a B&B, get another signature, and back to London. Rode home empty. Took the rest of the week off.
No-one in the firm wanted the job, as everyone had fairly knackered bikes. I decided my bike was reliable enough, even though it was the smallest engined amongst the riders (who took a sweepstake on where I would brake down, they let me have "not at all").
We worked out the mileage as about 700 each day. At 27p per mile (pob), I would earn about £350, but as an incentive the boss threw in the firms cut because he didnt want to turn the job down as it was a big client, so I got the full 50p per mile, and paid for the empty return home, - so £700 then.
The run was OK, lovely weather, except for one thing. My speedo cable was broken, but wasnt really a problem as most of our runs were regulars, and the rest could be worked out on the big area wall map. It didnt matter at all until I got into Scotland, now well into the evening, and discovered that there seemed to be a long gap between open petrol stations.
I got so pannicky about riding through the mountains, that when I bumped into an open garage, I bought 3 emergency petrol cans, filled them and the bike, and hoped I'd get to the next station on what I had. At this point I had lost track of how far I'd got to go, and my brain was going.
Oh, and it may have been lovely weather, but it gets mighty cold up there in the evening.
So the result....
I left Birmingham at just after 8am. I got to Inverness at 11pm. Thats 15 hours pretty much non-stop ( I ate snacks every time I filled up - every 100 - 120 miles). My sat nav says the distance is about 675 miles, so average speed in the order of 50 mph.
The trip back was much faster as I had to get the package back to London for no later than 8pm. I eat as much breakfast as I could, and stashed a load of cold toast in my top-box, got the signature at 8.30 am, and was away by 8.45ish. Dropped off in London (560 miles) at just before 7pm, then had a leisurly ride back to Birmingham, finally into a hot bath by 10.
Even if I hadnt chosen to take the rest of the week off, I would have had to as I couldnt really walk the next day, and I didnt bother working again for over a week, but it was the best 2 days money I ever earned.
Oh, and the bike...
A Honda CB250N Superdream, with Rickman Tempest fairing, taller gearing, and nearly 100k miles on the clock.... still the most reliable bike I ever owned.
Did 850k's Tuesday 13th on a round trip from Coledale to Jindabyne on my new R1200S She's run in now and getting her first service in the morning.
Some of the roads were a bit boring, but it was certainly nice to get amongst the high speed sweepers in the mountains around Jindabyne. All 120 to 160KPH stuff
Overall comfort was acceptable. Minimal aches and pains that you get on straight roads.
North Wales to Sligachan (Isle of Skye) on an MZ250 loaded up with two peoples winter ice climbing and camping gear (my mate hitched). Took about 16 hrs because I was a learner and couldn't use the motorways. Lost the kickstart lever on the way back and had to stop on downhill slopes. Aye lad, them were the days.