Staff bikes Ducati Monster 1100 Evo - MOTOR GERR

Over the months that I've owned the Monster, many have asked me "What's it like?" My default answer is "A real, good, honest motorcycle". Which sounds like damning it with faint praise; that's far from my intention. What I mean to say is that this stripped back, stylish, air-cooled Italian V-twin, punting out a modest 100bhp at the crank, is - for me at least - a modern day evocation of the clip-on-equipped, oil-dropping clankers beloved of kids in the '50s and '60s.

Fobbed off by those I called friends, I set out on a solo voyage of discovery taking in three spots for a brew and a pose between work and home. The glory of the Monster's engine is the way it responds to short, sharp inputs of throttle, making it the ideal weapon for 10-mile hops between coffee stops. The standard Pirelli Diablo II tyres are already up to temperature by the time I'm two miles in.

En route to the first stop, the Stibbington Diner on the A1 - a proper truck stop, nestled behind the treeline just south of Wansford, Cambs - the OE rubber gives me a massive amount of confidence. I ride in an open-face most of the time (which I find tends to slow me down, in a good way) but I fear for the Ducati's high-set pegs at one point.

Leaving Stibbington it's a short hop north on the dual carriageway, head down behind the tiny flyscreen, to the Woodview cafe, hidden away behind a petrol station on the A1 near the village of Thornhaugh. The bike copes well with windblast (helped by the fact that I have the physical bulk of a 12-year-old boy) and on roads like this I get the rare chance to use the bike's sixth gear.

Really, at legal road speeds, it's hard to see when you'd need top gear. This is perhaps the biggest niggle that's crept in over the last few months. That, and the lack of a gearshift indicator to warn me when I'm about to toe the unresponsive 'overdrive'.

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