Leslie is old-enough-to-know better but despite this still occasionally rides like the teenager he was back in the early 80’s when he got his Gilera 50 on the road, now on his 58th consecutive motorcycle having ridden off-road, road and track across most of Europe and India, an enthusiastic participant in the Police Bikesafe and Ridesafe initiatives he likes to kid himself that you really can teach an old-dog new tricks and believes that the human mind is like a parachute, in that it only works when open. Can be relied upon to enthusiastically drag you down his level of kinetic-excess if you’re not careful and has just cold-heartedly abandoned over a decade of loyalty with his preferred brand of orange madness that is KTM to acquire a nice, sensible, shaft drive BMW GS to go along with his sensible chartered-surveyor persona. Leslie lives near Bristol, is married with a young son and doesn’t take life too seriously, because, well, “after all, none of us are getting out of it alive…”

Likes: riding as fast as he can see it’s safe to stop in the braking distance available, finding out where tracks go, the occasional beer, sunshine, positive people and most animals he’s ever met. Dislikes, people who have a problem for every solution, tequila and absinthe cocktails (best not to ask why) and obstructions he can’t get around, over, past of (occasionally) through!