Used to love thrashing around Rothbury on my motoseekal. Its weird, nobody ever told us to go to these places back in the day, we just discovered them and kept going back. Probably like yourself.. Alston was the same! It was an adventure and its great doing the same places in the zed.
The guy I used to ride with (like a hooligan) passed away three years ago. There's one particular spot I'll never forget his bike blowing over whilst he took a p#ss. He couldn't do a thing to stop it in mid flow. He rode home without a foot peg that day haha. I can pass these places and laugh hysterically, the memories come flooding back. I'd love another bike but I'm happy I got away with it, looking back. Maybe some day?