The KTM’s woes -part 4 -time to move on



My 10 yr old KTM died on me, and in the end it just wasn’t worth fixing



One of those expensive electronic boxes died.

To work out the cost of a replacement box, simply get a wad of $20 notes and stack them up until they are the same size as that box…

So I reluctantly brought a new Kawasaki, which was as near as I could get spec wise to the KTM, without buying another KTM.

I say reluctantly, because my wallet is infested with very rare moths, and we don’t want them to go extinct now do we…

I’m done with KTM RC390’s, as KTM are technically now bankrupt, parts are hard to get, and the local dealer wont stock new RC390’s anymore, as they keep coming back with issues….

This is rather regretable, as riding that KTM was like a fountain of youth in it’s own way to me. (I always felt like I was 30.ish)

ANZAC day 2025

ANZAC day is when New Zealand and Australia commerate those soldiers who served in the armed forces, but did not return.

The day started with the dawn ceremony starting at 6AM.
It was a typical brisk autumn morning, but the rain stayed away, so all good. It’s always quite dark at this  time, so I never get good photo’s.

The ceremony itself was relatively brief and to the point.
Both the Australian and New Zealand national anthems were sung, as they worked together as a joint force in WW1.

One of the speakers mentioned that our comrades in Australia have the woke crowd trying to ‘cancel’ ANZAC day by saying the battle at Galipoli never happened..
Yeah.. good luck with that, might as well tell us the holocaust never happened while you are at it.

A hearty breakfast was provided by the local RSA (Returned Services Association) afterwards.

The 11AM service had about the same number attend, and I have much better photo’s..

The RSA put on a lovely lunch afterwards, which was up to their usual high standard.