The First Seven-Continent Motorcycle

The bike - a BMW R1100RT

The first step was when it was flown to Santiago de Chile from where David and his [then] wife Lynn rode south through Patagonia to Ushuaia. In the peak January Antarctica season they sailed on the Professor Multchanov to the Antartic Peninsula where David rode the bike around Argentina's Esperanza Base at the tip of the peninsula on January 5 - the day after his birthday.

From Ushuaia, they rode north to Ecuador where David flew the BMW to Panama and rode to Vancouver. The next major leg of the trip was the ride to the top of Alaska - he reached Prudhoe Bay on August 10. Subsequently, the bike was shipped back to Australia to be prepared for the second leg of the journey.

In the following June, David and Wollongong motorcycle dealer Geoff Sim arrived in Vladivostok, Far Eastern Russia and took delivery of their motorcycles. For the next two months they rode across Russia (with a side trip into Mongolia) and finally came to Europe in August. David rode alone to Morocco - landing in Africa on September 4 he became the first person to complete a seven continent motoring journey.

After a long loop through Europe, David and the BMW arrived in the UK and the bike was shipped from London to New Zealand in September. David took delivery of the BMW in Auckland in April and rode around the North Island before loading the bike onto a Pacific trading ship. Throughout early June he completed rides in Fiji, Samoa and Tonga before returning to Lyttleton Harbour, NZ. On June 15 he completed the last task of the world ride - he rode far enough east on New Zealand's South Island to enter the GMT+11 time zone, the last of the 24 time zones.

The bike has never been crashed and David hasn't fallen off it. Still, it bears the scars of its travels. Most notably, a broken wire left David stranded in the Sahara - the whole ignition system is still running off the cigarette/power outlet circuit. The front fairing brackets and the rear luggage rack had to be re-welded after Mongolia's roads. Both mirrors are badly scratched because Siberian tar becomes very soft in the summer sun - at one fuel stop the overladen bike fell off the sidestand once and the centrestand twice, when they sunk into the tar. After the jarring of South American roads the rear wheel was straightened in Canada. The repair report stated that "the hardest part of the job was finding an unbent section of the rim to use as a reference point".