The older I get the more I see that I am very much like my dear Dad. He was always fiddling with the cars to keep them in top running order. He would pull appliances to bits to try to fix them than buy a new one. Anything that he thought he could fix or improve he would be pulling it to bits.
I too am a fiddler. There is no way I can stop this desire to change things. I can't leave my bike alone. Now I have fitted a set of hard bags. These came off my 1200 Bandit. Mono key 21ltr Kappa cases.
As much as I love the look of the old leather bags I had fitted they are not secure. I park my bike at a train station week days. In a very large multi-story car park. So far nothing has walked from the leather panniers.The only thing stopping someone opening them is the buckles.
I too am a fiddler. There is no way I can stop this desire to change things. I can't leave my bike alone. Now I have fitted a set of hard bags. These came off my 1200 Bandit. Mono key 21ltr Kappa cases.
As much as I love the look of the old leather bags I had fitted they are not secure. I park my bike at a train station week days. In a very large multi-story car park. So far nothing has walked from the leather panniers.The only thing stopping someone opening them is the buckles.
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