Yup: that about sums it up! In its day a machine to be reckoned with… This smiling fella looks like he’s pushing his. I’ve been there! But it does look nice!
Peerless
Purposeful
Perfection
Three Pee’s
This guy ain’t dead…
Shazbot!
He could make you laugh so hard you’d cry; he could make you cry hard too. From off-planet Mork, to on-air hell-raisin Vietnam DJ Cronauer , influential teacher Keating at a stiff prep school in Dead Poets Society, a dogged doctor in Awakenings; his ragged professor of Good Will Hunting a true zenith of roles. And more. Stand-up to the heights of a frenetic manic colossus. He rode and collected bicycles too.
“O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead…”
Walt Whitman
Watling Street or Bust
Watling Street or Bust
In Golden Flight
Here Comes the Sun
On this day in 1969 the Fab Four walked out of one of their final recording sessions together at the eponymous studio on Abbey Road and strolled across a zebra crossing into history. A great album full of depth in their music – however separate strengths were evolving to maturity.
Each in synchronized stride, with Paul out of step with a bare right foot forward… It is arguably one if the most recognized album covers in history…. The music ain’t that bad either. The crisp notes of Harrison’s plucking opening side two are truly sublime.
Throw-back-Thursday
On the Canvas
Rearset
“Fix Bayonets!”
One Hundred years ago today Britain declared war against Germany starting over four years of one if the most bloody military campaigns the world would experience. The young, brave. and healthy sent to fight in horrific trench warfare. Advances made in feet and yards across northern France and Belgium. Bayonet charges and machine guns DO NOT mix!
Dispatch riders using Trusty Triumph Model H. 500cc’s and 4hp. Got important information and messages from the rear commanding echelons to the blunt, muddy, louse ridden Tommy on the Front Line.
The whistle blows..
“Over the Top!”
Clutched
Back into the Workshop Manual to brush up on the innards of the Bonnie as I get ready to reinstall the clutch plates. I cleaned them with a heavy degreaser soak, then washed with the solvent brake cleaner and gave the metal plants an etch with muriatic acid and a sand as well as sand a roughen tot he friction plates.
I also deburred the tangs to ensure a cleaner shift (hopefully). I’ll do the same with the basket tang slots.
What a god awful mess..
Here’s a Palestinian family evacuating from their home with a few meager possessions. Shelling continues and counter-attacking rockets blaze. Displacement the world over due to incompatible beliefs, want for entitled lands, demand for power over others …. We need more worlds for everybody and their respective peoples…






















