Sat-Nav on the National Rally. Thats cheating.
I collected 10 or so first class (or whatever they were called) awards over the years. Made up an illuminated roller map box to strap to the tank which did the directions think just fine. I really never saw what was supposed to be so difficult about it all. Evenings homework to do the route with ordinary maps then a (usually) pleasant 600 mile weekend ride. Albeit in silly short stages.
I'll admit the first time was a bit uncomfortable as it rained heavily all the time. Comfy ride on my commuting bike, a BSA DB32 Gold Star ex-racer with civilised handlebars. Which of course didn't miss a beat. Thought the guy who talked the BSA factory motorcycle club into letting him put his three pot Laverda inside was pushing it a bit tho'.
Last time was with my Norton Commander. Sat up behind the worlds most comfy fairing, 90 + hp of effortless rotary power underneath and the Mk2 roller map device right in front where the police spec Interpols kept their radio needed a new word to define the easy side of easy. Especially as mine had properly sorted brakes.
Now the Stella Alpina was pushing it a bit more. One time only. But I got the Tee shirt. BMW K100RS was not happy mountaineering. Short handlebars and fragile, expensive fairing do not a trail bike make. We won't mention the mad Swede who took a Goldwing Aspencade with his missus on pillion up to the top! Nice folks but totally barking.
Clive