Lovely old world scenes and sensations on cream of the Brit Iron crop made for it!
Here's milder but attractive Ozarks texture, with oil and tools and antiques and refreshments on board but out of view of the movie star like profile. These Bates bags were thin ridge plastic, so only added ~10 lb with the mount struts and Al bracing, that also braced the rear loop, which broke off early on THE Gravel, carrying a 50# feed sack, case of beer with milk crate bungge'd on to carry a carpenters skill saw. I did some much more small errand runs with cargo Commando.
Here's after about a year of wild on-off road exploring adventure and disappointing series of total power mods, too many to reverse in time for my 1st ever cycle trip with my new Cdo buddy 1000 miles away in Ohio for a week. Ms. Peel was out ran by a handful of flashy Cdo on that trip, fractured out rear bearing didn't help either. Forgot to pack that but had whole kit to completely rebuild total bike crank up under cover, plus almost full kit of spares. The rest was just comfort items, 4 seat red table, two man tent, two air bed rolls and sleep bags, a 10x10 five pole awning and half gallon of Ozark Doe's Urine Moonshine and fireworks display. On return had rear drum inside tank bag. 200 miles later on cement seamed hwy, going 90 in 100'F sun, open jacket, standing bolt upright on rear sets, feeling of Titanic Bow viewpoint, Wes comes whizing by be at 115+ to pull me over and show me the dense fog of tire cutting on fender edge from broken axle. Never felt a thing till time to move off, almost hi side at 4 mph but then was fine as ever. Can I take any more of Cdo's scope?
In similar posture on long open boring hwys, I found I'd go into trace state that merged me as Peel, no thought or effort but thoughts to flow ahead, total relaxed only eye balls moving to take it all in and project the future, nothing but road texture slightly getting through over roaring headers matching the wind.