Hi Mike and others,
I just found this site a day or two ago and spent a lot of time perusing the "For Sale" part before finding the forum, which I found interesting as well as nostalgia provoking. I agree with you that it seems to be a brilliant site and the administrators deserve much credit.
I have plenty of stories to tell (some might say too many) about my own experiences and the exploits of others, but the problem is I don't like typing (it's a PITA).
On reading some posts, two experiences of my own sprang to mind - the first being a ride from Illertissen in Southern Germany to Belfast in 1982 (I think) starting on the day of Prince Charles wedding to Lady Di at 1pm, which saw me passing through London at 5am the following morning and being home by 1pm in Belfast, the total time taken being 25 hours because of the time difference. The distance was a total of 1200 miles, with 2 ferry trips, the first being Calais - Dover, and the second Stranraer - Larne. The machine was a Honda Goldwing, and my cruising speed was 90mph where possible.
The second was a wet Friday night at 10:30 when I called at a friends house to see if he fancied a ride to a mutual friends house in the outskirts of Dublin. He couldn't, as he was hosting a shindig and had a houseful of visitors. He urged me to stay, but I had an errand to do in Dublin which couldn't be put off. I told him I'd be back, and rode off. I arrived back three and a half hours later at almost 2am dead after having filled up with fuel to check the fuel consumption on the '76 BMW R60 I was riding. I had spent a little over 30 mins taking care of business, so I had spent just under 3 hours in the saddle covering 238 miles, the bike using a hair under 4 gallons in the process. 60 MPG with an on-the-road average speed of 80MPH in the dark and in the wet. Simon phoned Spider because he thought I was pulling his leg, and even when spider confirmed what I said, he still found this run almost unbelievable.
I appologise (a little) for blowing my own trumpet, but I will have a look at the links you posted. I could only ever have dreamed of having and using a Gold Star, although I have owned used and worked on many excellent motorcycles, British, German, Italian and Japanese along with many more less-than-excellent. At the moment I am virtually crippled with arthritis, so my wings are clipped for now. Two new hips would help.
All the best of luck, and as we would say here, keep between the hedges,
A.