After move from hell we’re finally in. It’s taken us over 9 months from first seeing the house to getting through the door. But I now have a garage.
We moved in on the Monday, and by Saturday afternoon a BMW R1150GS Adventure was sat in the garage and I was looking chuffed.
I won’t bore you with the intricacies of the move, but let me bore you with the intricacies of the bike purchase.
I’d joined the UKGSER forum (www.ukgser.com) and found an advert for a 2003 GSA with 47K miles and a healthy service book. First registered in Cardiff, the bike was actually imported as new from BMW, as the dealer had recently lost their BMW franchise (apparently a lot had in 2002 when BMW restructured the business). The seller wasn’t sure if it was an original UK bike, or an import as he wasn’t the first owner, so I called the dealer and they confirmed it had come via ‘Herman the German’; their contact on Cologne.
Still happy with the history, I explained my position (about to move and nowhere to store the bike) and he was happy to hold onto it until we’d completed – we had exchanged by this point so I wasn’t worried about another bike purchase falling through due to the purchase of the house taking so long.
Exchange date set, I arranged to get the bike on the weekend after we moved in – nothing like getting your priorities right! Only downside was the bike was in Gloucester – 200 miles away.
A plan took form. Hire car from home to Gloucester, then picked up by the seller and taken to the bank to get the money – he didn’t want a cheque, bankers draft or for me to arrive with the cash – he wanted to watch me withdraw it from the bank! Back to his house to look over the bike. 2 hours later, he was very, very thorough going through the service file and as the dark clouds started to role in, I headed for home.
It’s a big bastard, taller than the 1200GSA which I’d test ridden so it was a little daunting at first, but became very quick to get used to. Before I know it I was on the M5 and then the heavens opened and did so for the next 190 miles. I’d not ridden in 5 years, but here I was filtering through slow traffic on the M6 on a bike as wide as a small country, but it was just like riding a bike! – Pun intended.
It took me about 4 hours to get home, though thankfully my new kit and the bike performed flawlessly. I had a 1150GS Adventure! I was Charlie Boorman, and I could take on a round-the-world trip in the morning if I so wanted!