BSA B40WD 1967 - Mods & Issues - Electrics

Because the bike was still running roughly, cutting out, revving, misfiring and generally not a happy camper, I've been looking into its issues to try to get it to run much nicer. 

The carb has already had lots of attention, so this time it was the electrics...

The bike has a low tension circuit and a high tension circuit. It also runs on a 12v negative live system, which apparently means the live wires earth to the frame etc. The low tension is where the common faults generally are and the Technical Handbook, (page 108) lists a bunch of tests to identify potential problems there. I'll start there and see where I end up.

Symptoms include; The Zener diode had blown again, this was first thing, the main headlight wasn't working and the rear brake light has decided to have a holiday too. The bike is running rough, misfiring and when warm, very hard to start. 

I checked all the earth connections and couldn't see much wrong with them, but scrubbed them with wire wool anyway. The battery had 12.7v, which was good enough for this load of checks. 

Further investigations online, found that a lot of people replace the Zener and regulator with a modern Regulator/Rectifier. I bought one to try. At £6, its a cheap test to see if the bike runs better. Once I'd figured out the wiring, which is:

Red – Red

Green/Yellow – Yellow

Brown/White – Green

Green/White – Pink

I mounted this under the saddle and in the same place as the older version. I also added some sticky back foam to help with vibration on the metal mudguard. It does help, the bike feels a bit more crisp when it starts. However, the first one blew and so I was back to square one. Something is shorting somewhere is the thought. 

I've now not got a spark at all at the spark plug. So I've replaced the condenser, the coil, the HT lead, the spark plug and I still have no spark. mmm...

Next up is the gap for the points, which should be .015 inches and the spark pug gap is .020 inches. The gap was way out, so I've reset that back to the correct setting. I have no idea how old these points are so I might just buy some new ones and learn how to fit them. 

I'm almost at the end of my knowledge here and may have to resort to outside help again, which is unfortunate. Time to walk away for a bit and do some more research and mull things over a bit. 

BSA B40WD 1967 - Mods and issues - Part 1 - Fuelling

Well, my little B40 has generally been running pretty good, until recently. It started running on, spluttering and generally misfiring and running rough. First thoughts were fuel or electrics... Investigations started with the fuelling.

So the Amal 626 concentric carb was stripped out, which is no small job on these. The saddle, tank and air box all have to come off, then source the jets, needles and gaskets etc. I got talking to Lee Mitchell at BSAWDB40.com, who is the UK guru on these bikes. He pointed me at Hitchcocks Motorcycles in Solihull as the place to go for AMAL parts. Sure enough, they had all the variations of carbs on there with diagrams and all of the spares. I had a couple of questions and between Lee & Hitchcocks, the carb was rebuilt. 

Lee suggested I add a spacer between the head & the carb to stop the heat of the engine evaporating the fuel before it could be used. Hitchcocks supplied the 20mm spacer and Trevs Vintage Machine Shop supplied the longer and stainless head bolts required. 

After a sonic clean of the carb, which washed out loads of crud, I spent fair bit of time on checking the jet sizing, eventually buying a couple of different ones. The standard main jet size on this carb is 160 and the pilot jet runs at 106. At these, the air screw is turned 1.5 turns out from the stop and the throttle screw the same, (give or take a fraction of a turn). I tried variations on each jet, but eventually settled on the standard ones as the bike ran smoother with that. I also replaced the needle, the spring and retaining clip along with some gaskets and the float needle. 

The bike didn't come with an air/carb hose. There is a reduction from 45mm to 38mm between the carb and the air box, so finding the right hose became a question of the Facebook B40 WD group and some very helpful people suggested places.  Eventually, eBay via Auto Silicone Hoses supplied the solution. I still haven't found a replacement air filter, but more suggestions from the FB group have provided a possible. 

As I rebuilt the carb, I found the cable attached to the choke had been reversed. ie it was open fully to start, then eased back to closed. Without thinking about it, I rebuilt it so it was closed to start, then slowly opened as the engine warmed up. This seemed to suit the bike and be a bit more natural. The slide seems to have some wear on it and discussions have suggested the carb may need a re-sleeve to get it to run smoother, I'll look at that next. 

After the carb was back in place, I took the bike for a ride. It ran OK, but still seemed to run on once warm. Eventually, it cut out on me and wouldn't restart for about 30 mins on the side of the road. I got it going again with some fiddling, then needed fuel and same again. So back home and re-think. 

Talking to a mate who is a proper mechanic, he wanted to look at it and so I took the bike to his place. He played with it a bit, found some more rubbish in the carb, reset everything and the bike started again easily. Still, on a test run, it wasn't right. running on and misfiring again. So we decided to look at the electrics next. 

TET: Great Western Trail: Day 2. Mini Epic!

 We woke to a soggy morning. The woodland canopy above was still dripping its big blobs of rain drops onto the tents and bikes. The cloud was still at our feet and everything was damp and soggy.

We packed up fairly quickly. No reason to hang about after all. After the initial puddle strewn trails, we traversed a few minor tarmac roads, through sleepy villages and across deep brown rivers. Lots of horse riders around this morning. It is Sunday after all, but so many were in their finest riding kit, so clearly plenty of events going on today. 

Our first ford of the day, we bypassed as it was flowing very fast on a concrete base. There was a perfectly god bridge, so it got used. Then came some great little single track trails winding through arches of Willow branches. At our second ford, we stopped to debate it as it looked deep, with dirty brown water flowing fairly fast again. Three local bikes turned up and headed straight through, so after we'd seen the depth and the bikes get through with only a little sideways action, we set off. I got through with a good bit of sideways slide on the rear end, the water catching my panniers and the slippy ford floor doing the rest. 

I looked back to see if I could take a picture of Gareth coming through the ford, only to see him off his bike and the bike being lifted back out of the water! 

By the time I'd gotten off my bike and headed back to him, the bike had been down a second time. This time Gareth's feet had been washed out from under him and the bike drowned more thoroughly this time as the engine was revving higher at the time. 

We pulled the bike out of the river and leaned it up against the bank. Once we'd both caught our breathe, we chatted through the drowned bike procedure for these kind of bikes and then set to it. 

1. Lift the bike onto its back wheel, drain the exhaust. Not much came out
2. Take off the saddle, side panel, coil pack and remove spark plug.
3. Rock the bike back and forth in gear to expel the water
4. Dry the spark plugs, refit the coil pack, see if she'll start

No luck with the starting at all. The bike seemed dead. So we hooked up my bike with a set of mini jumper leads to try to jump start the battery, no joy, the bike stayed dead. After a lot of faffing, some disagreements and quick ride out by myself to see how hard it was to exit this lane to tarmac, it was decided to take the longer but easier exit along the lane. I'll tow Gareth to the village, where we either got recovery or he phoned his partner to come get him. 

After a couple of false starts though, my bike decided to spit its dummy and wouldn't start. Something had drained the battery too low. So now we had two dead bikes and a long way to tarmac. Hey ho. A passing bikers on his brand new BMW 900 stopped for a gossip, we then had an audience of a couple of youngsters walking their dogs as we began pushing these dead weights towards the village. In the meantime, Gareth had called his partner and she was on her way with a jumper pack. 

The day ended, with my bike running again after a jump start. Gareth's bike in the back of the van and all of us back at Gareth's place for the night. We'd pushed the bikes some 1200 metres from drowning to tarmac, which had three hills in it and a lot of mud. There is no way either one of us could have done that without the other with these bikes, they are just too heavy!

So, a trip to KTM the next day saw the 690 heading into the workshop, possibly with bent valves or maybe something more serious, and me heading home.

Yet another biking adventure for the pub! 

 

TET: Great Western Trail: Day 1

 After a long 7 hour drive south in the truck to avoid the heavy rain sweeping across the UK. I arrived at Gareth's place in the early evening. That night was filled with fish n chips, red wine and whiskey mixed interspersed with a lot of catch up gossip about bikes, kit, the state of the UK and anything else we could think of. 

Early Saturday morning, we were both up. The dogs were walked, the bikes loaded and we set off onto the local trails roughly aiming to be somewhere the other side of Salisbury Plain by days end.

Within 10 minutes, the bikes changed colour. All of the rain for the last four months is pooling on the ground, running down the rivers and generally everywhere. The English countryside looks like a drowned rat at the moment. That said, because lots of the lanes surfaces are chalk across this area, the surface water can drain quickly. This sometimes gave us dry surfaces to razz across, usually through an arched canopy of beautiful woodland. 

Every now and then, we were forced to detour around fallen trees. Sometimes, this was a straight forward weave, others involved climbing banks into field edges and dropping back onto the trail further on. Always fun with 20+kg of luggage. Still, these KTM 690's are a capable bike, with a lot of low down grunt, so, once you get the hang of the weight, they will do this kind of thing all day. 

We passed the marker stone for Geoffrey de'Havilland at Seven Barrows, which is where he flew his home made plane for the first time. There are also some beautiful buildings along this stretch of route, from the thatched cottages made of chalk and brick through to the larger and more imposing looking building like the double round tower in the picture above. 

Our route for the day wound its way across the edge of the South Downs, traversed to the North Downs, then dropped south towards Salisbury Plain. On main A roads, the route is about 2 hours. On trails we rode all day from 9am to 5.30pm with a late lunch stop at a burger bar somewhere near Larkhill. 

At one point, we passed the Hanging Gibbet, which is a big Y shaped piece of oak, sitting upright on the top of a hill. The trail here, traverses that hillside and has some great views. There are Black Kites hunting along the ridge lines in the area, so they are a constant companion as you ride. 

Traversing Salisbury Plain is always a great thing to do. Its one of the few places in the UK where there are so many trails to ride in such a small area. The trails are long, across chalky areas, boggy areas, through scrub and many other types of habitat. There are loads of people about usually and its very popular with horse riders. 

This brought us alongside Stonehenge, the famous standing stones. The green lane here was taken up with parked vans, as people who worship the Solstice and follow the old Celtic religion gathered and camped out to celebrate. The public used to be able to touch the stones and walk amongst them. But these days, English Heritage has closed off the access that close and folk can only get so far and only if paying! Still, even at a distance, they are imposing as a structure. 

We eventually found a small camping spot on a long trail, in a bit of woodland next to the trail. We were up in the clouds and the tree canopy was dripping big wet droplets of water all the time. We pitched the tents just as it got dark, so the cooker came out quickly for a hot drink and to cook up the pasta and Salmon we'd picked up earlier. Also the red wine came out and some foraging found us a fair bit of kindling and some damp logs. Gareth is a whizz at getting a fire started, so that made a great centre piece for the campsite!

Another great day of riding, lots of places visited and some lovely, happy people on the trails today. We stopped for a gossip with loads of people all day, which is always a good thing. Oh and Coventry beat Wolves in the football, something that will cause a great deal of glee in Coventry tonight! 

UK TET: Great Western Trail 2024

Well, the first trip for 2024 after a pretty rough winter of no riding whatsoever! 

Two of us are heading down to the south western corner of the UK to ride the Great Western Trail, which is part of the Trans Euro Trail. Both of us are on KTM 690 Enduro's and both of us have ridden those areas before, but never as a continuous loop. 

So it'll be a ride down to the south to meet up, then a loop around the peninsula before getting back home for Easter. 

The GWT was set up by a recently departed friend, Jimmy. He was the UK Linesman for the TET and greatly added miles and lanes to that GPX file. A lot of trail riders benefitted from his work and passion for trail riding and also a lot of rural businesses, (even though I doubt they know it). He was a lovely fella and I was privileged to both work and ride with him, so this trip is a bit of a homage to his life and a thankyou for this part of his legacy. 

Whilst on this trip, I get to play with some new kit. I've got a pair of the Adventure Spec Singletrack Pants, some POD knee braces, some new luggage bits, a phone based navigation system, some handlebar muffs and of course the sheepskin to try out. So plenty of new and/or adapted bits of kit to be tested. 

The rest of my kit will be the same as last year's longer TET trip to Spain, Portugal, Morocco and France, as that all worked well. I have removed the heated grips from my bike though as they kept draining the battery and I'll try out the basic bar muffs as they are cheap to buy, easy to fit and don't rely on electric. I will still use the battery powered heated gilet though! 

Also, the cheap zip I had fitted to my Linesman Jacket in Morocco last year failed at the end of summer, probably excess pressure from me getting too fat! ;-) So I've had to replace that with anther waterproof YKK one. That was a boring afternoon of sewing whilst sat next to the radiator listening to music! Still, much needed kit maintenance.

Tyres wise, I've gone for the 50/50 Mitas E09 on my bike. The rear is brilliant on everything on a 690, the front doesn't like soft mud and slides or skitters a bit, (which can be disconcerting). With all the motorway, fast  road and then the trails, these will do the job, but I have concerns with the front if I find some muddy tracks or a soft based river crossing. The C19 is a better tyre for that, but lots of vibration on fast tarmac. Hey ho, as always a compromise. 

Its bloody freezing in Cumbria at the moment with some heavy rain forecast for the remainder of this week, so I might be a bit soft and trailer my bike south rather than ride. I haven't decided yet as I have a couple more days before I set off. 

With the nav tower, I have added an Orcas wireless charging carrier to carry a phone and keep it charged. It charges magnetically through the carrier plate and this is hard wired to the bike. Thus removing the plug in cable, which I found vibrated and damaged the charging port on a phone. I've added a Blackview BV9500 to this with some nav apps on it. I've also sourced a BV6600 as a backup, which has been well tested by a mate of mine on his KTM 500.

The Blackview phones aren't as slick as the Samsung ones I'm used to. The software is a bit clunky, they use a lot of Google Apps to do basic stuff like photo storage, messages etc. Both models are also heavy, but the battery on the 9500 is a 10ah one and lasts for 2 weeks in normal use or all day with GPS in full use. The 6600 last about a week apparently. They are also waterproof, (IP67 or IP69) shockproof etc, so time will tell if they are Steve proof! They both use the same charging lead and similar computer software linking styles. The final part to them is they take Micro SD cards and are both Dual Sim, so once abroad I can add in a foreign local sim card and also store relevant parts manuals, vehicle docs etc.

I've installed OsmAnd, Organic Maps & offline Google maps onto the 9500 as software. I need to spend more time with the OsmAnd nav app after last year and finding it really frustrating. All my friends tell me its great, so it must be something I'm doing whilst using it, so I'll try again. I think I still prefer my Garmin to nav by, but as last year's trip proved, I need a backup for when electronics fail and so I'll see how this set up goes. 

So, that's about it for this post. I'll try to update things as I go next week and I will give some feedback on the various bits of kit once the trip is complete and my bike is clean again!

Motocoverz Sheepskin Saddle Cover Anyone?

Last year, when I went to Morocco for a spell, I wanted to try out the idea of riding using a sheepskin saddle cover. As luck would have it, a neighbour had an old sheepskin he wanted a new home for, so I told him how I was going to use it and he gave it to me. I then cut it in half, added some straps to it and added it to my bike.

The whole thing worked perfectly. The sheepskin added warmth when it was cold, was cool when it was warm and made riding much nicer on these saddles, allowing me to ride for longer each day. The draw back was when it rained or heavy frost. Once wet, these take days to dry, once frozen, they are hard to manage. Indeed this one cracked over the ride and split. I took to storing it in a plastic bag during rain and overnight, it went into my tent!

To be fair, the failure of this sheepskin was a mix of age, lack of being cured for this kind of thing and then wrapping it around a saddle which adds all kinds of stresses to the material. Once back in the UK I binned the poor thing as it had become unusable. For me, it was a successful piece of kit, now I just needed to find a good replacement.

Enter 2024! I responded to a discussion on Facebook asking questions about using sheepskins and Matt from Motocoverz got in touch to ask if I was interested in a pilot test of his product for adventure bikes. He was looking for design feedback for adventure bike fitment and I was looking for a replacement sheepskin, so we chatted and now I have a full saddle sheepskin to try out. :-)

The first trip out on this is the end of March 2024, riding 8 days around the Great Western Trail with a mate. Its looking like a 1600 mile round trip. I'll write up some feedback once its complete. 

Some info about the Motocoverz sheepskin. Matt offers a choice of sheepskins, short hair and long hair, then a variety of colours, sizes, shapes etc. I chose long hair & white. White was just being vain, it matched the bike colour! ;-) Long hair was because it added warmth, air flow and a greater level of plushness for my bony backside.

Matt has traditionally focused on road bikes, which make sense as its a big market place. They are cut to shape, a soft suede like finish on the back and some elasticated straps are stitched into place to hold the cover around the saddle. 

With road bikes, the elastic option is fine as people sit on a road bike and don't move around too much. For adventure bikes, folk stand or sit, they get dirty, muddy, wet and fuelling can be an odd one, (ie not from a pump, but from plastic bottles and/or jerry cans). 

What does this have to do with sheepskins you ask?

Well, spillage of petrol onto elastic, (which is a petroleum based material), makes it warp and stretch quickly. Constantly sitting/standing moves the sheepskin around, which in turn stretches the elastic and shortens its life. Adding soft luggage creates extra stresses as it is designed to flex & move which in turn does the same to the sheepskin. When you add all of these factors together, you get a recipe for the elastic to stretch, this in turn leads to the seat cover being able to move around, maybe bunch up. This could lead to a distraction whilst riding. So after a few discussions, we've decided to try the elastic first and if it becomes a problem, Matt has offered to change the straps to static nylon webbing which attaches to the bike frame. This was how I fitted my sheepskin last year and after 7k miles, I know it works well. 

So proof will be in the pudding as they say, watch this space. 

Easter Weekend Fayre: Kirkby Stephen

Every year in Kirby Stephen, there is an Easter Fayre. This consists of loads of classic vehicles coming together, some tours on the buses, a classic vehicle drive around the surrounding area and lots of stalls selling locally made products. You can also get on the steam train and go for a train ride. It's also a weekend of the locals coming together for a catch up after the winter to share stories and touch base.

Martin, the owner of MHB set up a BBQ and was happily doling out bacon butties, burgers, tea and coffee to all comers. Meanwhile the folk that turned up all had a bit of a gossip and talked all things bikes and especially classic bikes.

This year, I took my BSA B40 to the classic bike section, held at MHB Motorcycles on the St Lukes Business Park at the north end of town. It's a very relaxed set up there and the ambiance caters very much for the just turn up a see who's there style of event. I've not done this sort of thing before, so had to play catch up a bit. The other bike owners had little info cards and copies of certificates etc to have for folk to read through, so I quickly made up some on Martin's computer.

Over the weekend, I stood and chatted with a lovely Scottish guy who turned up on a Brough Superior. He'd rescued it from a river about 30 years ago and after restoring it, was riding around on it regularly. He had a rake of classic bikes and this one only came on on dry sunny days! Not surprised given their value these days!! 

I'd gotten talking to a lad from Liverpool on the VMCC Facebook group, Steven. He decided to bring his Bombardier 250 2 stroke up, so we had a bit of a military bike theme going at one point. Like me, he was new to the classic bike scene and was a little cautious about his knowledge. His bike was a cracker though and so smooth!

Then we had two bikes from a local guy, one was a Panther with a sidecar, the other was a BSA Goldstar. The owner and his wife went all over the place with both of these bikes and had no modern bikes at all. He was a guru on all things mechanical, so a lot of good chat was had there about little jobs to do...

There were around 40 ish folk turned up over the day with classic bikes, then around another 30 - 40 on modern bikes out for a ride on a sunny day. We saw Matchless, more Panthers, a couple of the Royal Enfields, some old and some new. 

We also had a play on one of the new trials bikes from China, the 2023 Tenacity Wong 200. Electric start, nimble and a proper little beauty to play on. Martin is being asked to be the importer for these, so watch this space.

Over the two days, I had some cracking chats and it set me off thinking about making it something a bit bigger for 2024. Some discussions to be had, but its such a nice chilled out event, it would be great to get the bikes out for a ride around the local area at some point, maybe just to the pub even!

The only thing I didn't get around to doing, was going for a wander around the main town and having a mooch at the rest of the show. Maybe next year now!! 

2023 Trip Films

 Below are links to the films I've put together for this trip. They follow my actual trip direction.

They are on the YouTube channel and linked below...

Spain: North

Portugal

Morocco

Spain: South

 Thanks for watching

Days 34/35: Figueres to UK - It's bloody Cold!

 Now that was an epic two days of riding. I got to the the line of hills that split the plains of Northern Spain and the Pyrenees., just east of Lleida As you crest a rise, the Pyrenees are laid out in front of you in all their splendour. I was especially looking at Andorra and to its west as this is where the TET options cross this mountain range. They were plastered in snow, and this was the south side!

So next up was decision time, what to do and which direction to head in?

I figured to pass the Pyrenees on the southern edge, so past the Bay of Roses and upto Figueres, then into France to Perpignan as opposed to the western side into Bordeaux. Main reasons were, it was raining to the west and it was cold. I figured the southern aspect would be warmer!

Once I set off, I had to get across a range of hills, Sant Llorenc de Morunys, which turned out to be exceptional riding for any bike. Miles of great bends, where the middle section of the tyre was used for about 100 yards for every mile covered. As the afternoon rolled on, I got to the east coast around 5ish. The cold air was dropping again and I hadn't been warm all day. The AP7 heads north past lots of towns and built up areas and I arrived in Figueres around 6.30pm, with a plan to start to look for a replacement rear tyre and stay in a hotel to warm up. I found a lovely warm hotel on the northern end, had a beer and crashed for the night. In the morning, it was belting down with heavy rain. I looked at the forecast and it appeared to be a line of a front running all the way from the edge of the Pyrenees up towards Nice. I was gonna get wet wherever I went and it was there for e few days.

The rear tyre went out the window. I just loaded the bike, jumped onboard and headed north and eventually west to Toulouse. Awful cross winds, heavy rain, not a fun ride. I opted to go on the Peage to save time,  but ultimately, when I arrived at the pay station, the ticket was soaked. It wouldn't go into the machine, so a van driver offered some help, when he couldn't do it, he called the attendant. The woman spoke through a microphone from some warm office no doubt. I killed the bike engine to hear her better but forgot to kill the electrics and thus killed the battery. These bikes cannot be bump started, I've tried before, so I wheeled the bike to a toilet block and stripped everything off it to check the battery condition again. It wasn't good, I needed a jump start. Over an hour passed, with me asking everyone if they could help, eventually, the toilet cleaner came along and offered to take his battery out of his car and bring it across. He was parked on the other side of the motorway! Once a battery was to hand, 30 seconds and the bike started. I reloaded everything, thanked the guy profusely and set off again. Limoges was the planned destination.

Several hours later and completely freezing cold, my back tyre was now about down to threads. I found a garage, Daffy Moto's in Limoges, who fitted a tyre in 20 minutes at 6.30pm, when they close at 7pm. They also gave me hot coffee! Happy days. I stayed in a  hotel again, treated myself to a really posh glass of wine and some food as my planned last night overseas on this trip.

Next day dawned, bright and freezing cold. The staff at the hotel were looking at me funny as I loaded the luggage onto a heavily frosted saddle. I set off north, with a plan to get to Dieppe by 4pm so I could catch the 6pm ferry. All day was minus temperatures. My hands never got warm and at points I had to hop from service station to service station to regain any feeling in them. Hot chocolate was consumed in quantities that must be unhealthy!

After passing through lots of beautiful and thriving northern France villages, I arrived at Dieppe in good spirits, expecting to be on the ferry to the UK and up to my sisters place by 9pm. Not chance, the ferry was fully booked. So Calais was the next option. I got lost a couple of times trying to sort out the route and eventually running out of fuel at Berck, I refilled the bike and jumped on the Peage again. Once in Calais at 19.00, I was directed to the new Irish Ferries terminal for the ferry at 19.55. I stood around in the freezing night air until 22.15 when it finally showed up. The staff pushed me onto the ferry almost straight away so I could get warm. I headed into the cafe for food, chose hot soup, a bowl of chips and another cup of hot chocolate, The bill was £18.50!! A bit shocked, I ate the food and crashed on the floor to get my head down for an hour. 

Once in the UK, the real fun started. Some bright spark had decided it was the night to close every major northbound road from Dover to North London. I ended up doing loops around Canterbury, Whitstable, Faversham & Rochester before finally getting onto the M25. That had Jcts 2 & 3 closed, so another loop out and back onto it. Then the M11 was closed, but you were allowed to go onto that bit, but sent back south to London. So a jolly around the North Circular took me to the M1, Err closed, another loop back to the M11. Don't think so.
Pissed off by now, I took a cross country route heading NW on any road until eventually, I got back on the M1 near Luton. Totally freezing and needing a pee + fuel., I stopped at the services at Newport Pagnell, you're not allowed to go inside, use the toilet or buy a hot drink, but you can buy fuel. Great service Welcome Break!!!
I finally got to my sisters at 3am. Parked my bike and crawled under a blanket trying to get warm!!!

Welcome back to Blighty, that 1st world land of welcome and hospitality!!! If I ever find out who planned all of those roadworks, I think I will personally take them to a dark corner and kick several bells of shite out of their genitals until they start to suffer a small amount of the pain my hands went through last night!

Now I just need to get back to Cumbria and get the over priced heating and electricity turned back on so I can go back to feeling warm again one day. 

In the next few days, I'll do an update re the trip overview and things I've thought over the time of that riding and experience. Some very good highs and some very low lows is the summary at the moment.

Days 33: Alcaniz to Figueres

The morning started off as normal, not so cold with some cloud cover and even a spatter of rain. The route twisted and turned through lots of olive and vine fields as it has done for days now. I kept one wary eye on the heavy black clouds, but the route seemed to skirt the edge of it all for the morning. 

Cold air seemed top be the order of the day once out from under the cloud, with a brisk cross wind that chilled me to the bone through every layer. I couldn't find anywhere to get breakfast and more importantly, coffee, so I just kept riding trying to keep warm. I stopped at a village supermarket for some bread and fruit. The women in there never shut up the entire time I was there. It was all warm and friendly and good to see.

I finished he next GPX file and made a start on the next one. This was random, it followed a pebble riverbed for ages, before climbing back onto solid ground again. You'd never know it was there as it was hidden in a load of 8ft canes all the way.

A concern was growing in my head as I was riding in this cold. The route was supposed to cross the Pyrenees, either by Andorra or by a Pass west of there. Either way, it wouldn't be possible at the moment, both with snow and ice. So my brain started to work on alternatives. In the end I chose to head towards Barcelona, then upto the French border. The coastal route seemed to offer the best chance of avoiding the black mounting clouds and any ice issues. I jumped on tarmac around 2pm and by 6pm was in Figuares booking into a hotel. I couldn't stand another night on freezing ground, so opted for a bed. Tomorrow, I'll cross into France and look for a Decathlon or even just head north and back to Blighty. The weather this far north is as cold and damp as Britain and there is no pleasure in being freezing cold all day long. The French TET will be there for next time. One concern is my rear tyre. I may need another to do the 800km to the French north coast! Cross that bridge when i get to it. Meanwhile. the bar is calling!