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Four snoring in a tent

The first night and the Vango Alpha 400

The Vango alpha 400 proved its value, there were four of us inside overnight, Silvia and Ricardo, my brother and I. We all had enough space to sleep comfortably, except for my brother because of a bad sleeping bag. The tent exceeded my expectations, it’s spacious and has a front porch area big enough to store everyone’s luggage, inside there’s enough space to fit a double and one single inflatable mattresses. When packed it is quite compact , the ideal size when traveling by motorbike I would say. It is waterproof and easy to pitch. The only downside goes for the pegs that, as usual, depending of the terrain you might need to get some extra pegs.

All in all the Vango provided great night of sleep for some and a nightmare for others as some of us (including myself) snore a little. This was something we were joking about the entire trip, even recorded true harmonic orchestras. Bruno and Sofia had their own little two person tent, and as they didn’t allow us to pitch another tent (Ricardo’s) for three nights my tent was the shelter for the homeless people in the group.

After we emerged from the tents and slowly got ready, we decided to go to Wadebridge (the local town) to have breakfast, a reinforced one. After that my brother would get back home to Clevedon as he had other commitments. The plan was to go all the way up to Bude by the A39 (also known as the “Atlantic Highway”) and then to enjoy a coastal ride passing through some picturesque villages such as Boscastle and Tintagel.

The scenery, the good weather and the road… perfect harmony!!

We arrived in Bude later than I wanted, but it was a nice and warm afternoon so we went for a walk around, the place was a bit crowded despite Coronavirus, so we went for a walk and an Ice cream.

You can buy them here, just by the river.

It was nice and there’s still lots to see and do in Bude including a castle in the area we were. Again due to Covid19 no visits were allowed at this time. I had planned a very nice coastal route passing by Boscastle, Tintagel and Port Isaac which unfortunately none of us took any pictures as we just passed by (You have to be patient for the video where I’ll show these places). The road isn’t for the heart fainted in some places, incredibly steep and curvy with that odd hairpin here and there. however, the views and the little villages we passed by are something else.

The roads are simply fantastic!! (I will post this route on the routes and maps section)
and on the other side of the pic above…
One of the many forgotten villages in Cornwall, unique, however the access roads, thrilling, not for the inexperienced.

If it is in your plans to visit Cornwall, I do really recommend a visit to Tintagel and Boscastle villages. Tintagel is quite famous because of the castle ruins that according to the legend it’s the place where King Arthur was conceived, just not to mention that it is one of the most amazing places in Cornwall. Unfortunately we could not visit it due to Covid19 restrictions. Boscastle village is equally interesting, very picturesque and small with a great footpath that leads to the harbour. The following two pictures are the castle hotel in Tintagel and the scenery next to it.

I planned a dinner in Port Isaac, but a local guy we met in Tintagel suggested and even guided us to a very picturesque restaurant in Port Quinn. He works for “Bossiney” a tea room in Tintagel. Apparently we missed a bikers breakfast they do every week in there, and we were invited in for breakfast the following morning. Very chatty and friendly, however I forgot his name, like most I came across.
The road to Port Quinn was curvy, narrow and steep like most country lanes around that area, but we arrived in time to eat, as restaurants are tricky these days due to the pandemic, also we were contemplated with a very nice sunset on the sea.

Can’t remember anymore what we ate, but, it was good. It was a nice day and it was over, the sunset was gone and the night came to us. It was time to get back on the A39 to our tents… our second day was over. The last day in Wadebridge was reserved for a few hours on the beach and water activities, but we had to get up earlier than today, something that became a bit of a challenge.

Shhhhh, it is snoring time for most of us when all the sudden… “Marineide” invaded my tent!!!

That’s Bruno’s and Sofia’s honda CBR600FS


I woke up with a new friend inside my tent, “Marineide”, an inflatable doll, from the moment we were introduced we became inseparable coming with me everywhere I’d go.

“Marineide”, whatta girl!!!
That’s Marineide on my back.

As usual we took ages to get out, as it was a sunny day the idea was to take advantage of it and enjoy a few hours at the beach. We headed to Rock beach in Rock, a coastal village in the Camel River estuary with Padstow on the other side. It was nice and warm however water activities were fully booked, so I ended up just sunbathing and walking around the beach. (Due to Covid19 everything is fully booked and overcrowded compared to last year).

Peaceful estuary in the afternoon
Estuary bay in the low tide
The lonely rock on the sea
Cristal dream water
OMG, she’s going with the tide!!

Despite the blue sky and crystalline water, Sofia was the only one in the group to venture herself into the sea. Me personally I prefer warmer waters.

The sun felt great but we had to go, there were a few places we wanted to check out. We left Rock through some small rural curvy lanes along the coast leading to a few lovely cove villages not far.

Where the land embraces the sea
Peaceful cove
Cayaking anyone!??
Time for the silly picture😁
Emerald cove

New Polzeath and Port Isaac was are just amazing cove fishermen villages, very picturesque and old but time was running fast and we were getting hungry. After a walk around we were recommended “The Pilchardsin Port Gaverne, another nice little village. The restaurant was nice with good food although the view was expensive. Still we managed to get the help to eat discount given by the government because of Corona Virus.

Rural lane. (One of manyin the region)
Time for some lunch 😉
Drink and some laughs with our special friend😅
Some nice sea treats😋 Mussels is always a good option!
A tasty octopus tentacle.
Octopus and some shrimp on the menu .something that a Portuguese won’t resist😋😉
A delicatessen at the end.
That’s port Gaverne, picturesque!

After eating we decided to head back to the tents as it was our last night in Wadebrige and we were trying to do an early morning.

Good night all!!! Cheers!
Silva’s Kawasaki er500 a.k.a “Besuga”

It started with a crash

We decided the meeting point to be Clevedon, as the region where my brother lives is a central point for everyone as we would be coming from different places. Silvia and I joined up and went one day earlier, as I wanted to visit my brother.

It would be the M4 and then the M5 until Clevedon. The M4 was boring until Reading because of the 50mph average speed control due to the smart motorway upgrade, and thereafter we got under heavy showers for most of the trip. We arrived around 7pm, meaning we had time to have dinner together and a few drinks. Not going into details but it was a nice time in family. Next morning the rest of the group would join us. My brother who also rides a motorbike decided to come for a ride out with us.

Ready, set and Cornwall here we go!!
One stop for fuel

The road trip was marked by a bike crash within the first hour on the road. Whilst on a little rural lane, I could see only my brother and Silvia on mirrors so we stopped and waited for the others. At first we thought they had taken a different road, but then a car driver told us that someone had crashed the bike. Immediately we turned around without knowing what to find. Happened that Ricardo got some dirt under the wheels on a corner and ended up in the bushes eating grass. Luckily there were no major injuries, just some scratches and bruises. The bike wasn’t that damaged either, so we could keep up after some immediate repairs.

The bend where Ricardo lost control of the bike.
Straight into the bushes.
There goes the front of a Suzuki
Mirrors for sale.
Bruno playing mechanics.

With a bit less plastic and weight on the Suzuki we were ready to get back on the road. Wadebrige was our goal for the day as Sofia booked a camping for the first 3 nights. We stopped only refuel and to eat something before joining up the A30 and from there it was non stop to the campsite.

Pitstop for fuel

We arrived at “The Laurel’s holiday park“, just off the A39 after Wadebrige with the A389 that leads to Padstow which is a bit of a negative point for those who are noise sensitive as the Atlantic Highway (A39) passes just behind. Despite that the campsite was clean and organized.

We had one extra person, my brother who decided to stay overnight and Ricardo with an extra tent. After discussing options with the reception they allowed my brother to stay overnight for an extra fee which wasn’t a problem but maximum up to two tents per pitch.

They allowed us to pitch only two tents, but they didn’t mind the 5 bikes… weird!!
Pitching the tent
Inflating a mattress can be hard…

Great, still early and we were getting hungry. Padstow is a very nice coastal town so we simply headed down the A389 through the rural country lanes looking for a restaurant. Unfortunately due to Covid19 most were fully booked or just full, so we ended up eating at a pub. Food was ok, but the waiting time just awful. Shame we didn’t get back to Padstow as I quite like this town. (I’ve been here before).

Arriving in Padstow
Padstow harbour at the end of the day.

After eating we went back to the campsite as some of us were tired. It was time to test if my Vango tent could have 4 people in or not!!!!

That’s Ricardo’s 2008 GXSR 600 ( throwing people on the floor since the 80’s)
Good night world!!!

Five mates, four horses 2020

It’s been a long time since I pitched the tent. This year’s pandemic put down my plan to ride the Alps again, but the bug needed feeding. I had a few friends asking me to plan a trip, and as last year I left North Devon and Cornwall wanting to get back, it was easy to find a destination. This year with another four mates, south west, here we go!

North Devon & Cornwall 2020
Maps, routes, notes… I never surrender to sat navs!!!
Ricardo, Silvia, Bruno, Sofia, me
Honda CBR 600F4, Suzuki GSXR600, Honda CBR600F4(temporarily with us), Honda CBR600FS, Kawasaki ER500

Due to Covid19 it wasn’t easy to find a campsite or hotel, most were fully booked or closed for safety reasons, but after an extensive research from Bruno and Sofia we managed to book three camping sites in advance. (The only option available, to book ahead which goes against my style). We would stay three nights in Wadebrige, three nights in Penzance and two nights in Watermouth.

As usual, before any road trip it is extremely important to service the machine in order to reduce the risk of being stranded on the road. My luggage gear isn’t in new condition anymore, so before setting up the luggage I had to inspect that bags, bungee straps, cargo nets and hooks are still in good condition. I also replaced my older tent the Vango Alpha 300 for three people for the new Vango Alpha 400, with an announced four people capacity.

Tic tac tic tac the clock was ticking… I was anxious to be on the road again!!!

Sophia loaded and ready.

Riding the West (U.K) Jul 2019




July 2019

Summer is here (kind of) and It´s been a while since I last pitched the tent or did a road trip. I had two weeks off work ahead and the idea of  doing a road trip around Europe would not get out of my mind. At the same time I realized that U.K. still has loads of places unknown to me. I always heard that the Southwestern side of the U.K. is beautiful and it is the British home for surfers (not that I am one, although I like the ocean), so it could be a potential  great destination for my holidays.

Decision is taken!!! I´d ride west this time! Devon and Cornwall here I go!!!

I did not plan or did my usual research about which routes to take or thought about where I would be staying.  One stop in Clevedon (Bristol) to visit my brother for a couple days, then I would ride west without a particular route or destination. While visiting my brother, I simply bought a map and marked scenic routes on it before going. I was lucky, the weather was on my side, and hopefully I would find what I was after. Roads and scenery able to put a grin in my face, beach, picturesque towns and great people!!!

I just had one task to do before leaving Clevedon, “Sophia” (my bike´s name) was due for an oil change. So after that was done and with the luggage on the bike I was time to depart!!

Riding the West!!!                                                              The Journey begins!!!




P.S. There´s more to come within the next couple weeks but now you have to be patient! Work in progress!!!