Pilki-search July 2004

This year another great weekend had been planned. 23, 24 and 25 July were set as dates and this time we were with eight people.

The riders this year were:
Jan (CB450), Willem (XT500), Antwan (ZZR1100), Tom (K75), Tim (R100/80), Don (FZR600), Jessica (GSX600N) and Bart (CB900F).

Riding out friday evening seemed like a good idea, although Don's FZR thought of it differently. The nut of the secundary transmission was lost during a 180 km/h ride only 50 km from home. Of course we found out at a gasstation more than half an hour away. Jessica and Don were waiting for us at a restaurant were we ended up putting up our tents and drinking the beer we brought for just in case...
 
The next morning Tim called us and asked us in what direction we were camping. He already started early, as we were expected to camp in the neighbourhood of Maastricht. We were near Weert... He came back to help us out as well. We found another nut (not a biker, but for the FZR) at a parts shop and Tim and Tom as well. Back to the camping place and time to fix the bike.

After another hour we were ready to ride again. Off to the German Eiffel we went...
 
Once we arrived at the border to Germany in the surroundings of Simpelveld we stopped for a bite. From there we went off and after about 20 minutes we were in Belgium, one road accidentally went there. Once again we were in the neighbourhood of Malmedy. And Butgenbach, so we decided to go there.

First things first, so we went shopping for the barbecue. Arriving at the camping Tim's homemade exhaust needed a little touch of more craftmanship that was found in an empty beercan. To silence our ride a little... the whole interiour was blown out. Hint: don't make exhaust filled with glass wool...
 
And now: time for the barbecue!!! This is of course one of the moments we have been looking forward too. After the eating fest we drank more beer and went off to the dry lake were we built a campfire. Don and Bart were left alone to empty the remaining beer cans. They went for a stroll in the mud... and reached the other side of the lake. It wasn't that deep!
After our swamp night we got up kind of early the next morning. We were unstoppable to go for another great ride in the Ardennes. We had much fun the last day. No motor trouble, only Tim's exhaust was again a little loud...