THAR SHE BLOWS!!!! Here's The Bomb in her crate, complete with panniers, pack & frame, crash hat, etc. and The Max, standing behind her in the shippers' warehouse. Unfortunately, owing to what I will tactfully describe as a "technical hitch" (and resisting the urge to describe what REALLY happened), the other precious pictures taken of her being loaded and transported are not available. But this one gives you the idea. To keep her manageable cost wise, we removed the front wheel, forks, handlebars and mirrors, to keep her within 1.4 sq metres. That's why the box looks so short. Lord alone knows how we will fit another sixty pairs of shoes in there as well, to bring home again. Might need an extra crate...
Oh, and... happy birthday to me!!!! Hip, Hip, Hooray. HOW many candles are there on the cake??? Better get that fire hose...