Squires - Leeds

Sarah and i bumped into a rider that remembered us from the Minus 3 ride in the North.   He recognised Sarah on the CRF travelling with a Tenere. We / I / She gets far more attention than i do when travelling as a lone male.  I'd like to say 'lone wolf', but im more of smelly goat according to my daughter, Charlotte. 

Squires biker cafe, Leeds, is becoming a regular haunt. 

There's always a treat for the eye, that's a real dog in doggles, above. 

... not sure id go as far as suggesting Squires is packed with eye candy.  Not sure id be brave enough to say that out loud after reading the jacket either.

The bikes are always worth the journey.