When growing up Saturday morning was always spent watching Multi-Coloured Swap Shop. Filmed live at the BBC TV Center. Well it brings to mind another weekend venture: looking at old bike parts in grass fields and tin huts at various County Fairgrounds. Always a fun jaunt and good place to pick up that odd or end needed for a project. Couple of good posters for this coming year’s offerings.
Watching this current venture of out nightlife vigilante. It’s gritty, moody and more like the Frank Miller work from the late eighties. Robert Pattison makes a good Dark Knight more like Michael Keaton’s one. The bike is called Drifter based on a Honda CB750.
I loved watching these guys as a kid. This is what I thought America was like (or the Waltons). I used to have a beat up leather coat for going to smoky pubs. It was my Starsky jacket. I know he had his personal demons but he played a good detective in Ken Hutchinson . RIP David Soul (1943-2024)
Here I am back as a youth with my first big bike. A chopper with high bars, long seat and five speeds. I found an old advert of a Chessington which bears a close resemblance to my wheels. There was a big Kawasaki K sticker on the down tube.
This Bianchi single speed was locked to a bike rack in the City near a pizza joint we went to. The brown leather Brookes saddle adds a serious note to the bike. Repurposed lugged steel frame. What’s not to like?
December ride along the many blue hued waters of Lake Michigan. The horizon line was a dark edge under a crisp aired sky. Some turquoise colors were spreading towards the beach and bluffs of the Northshore. Good ride.
We’re binging the latest short series on Netflix this evening. All the light we cannot see. It stars Hugh Laurie as a French resistance radio operator. His pillion is the protagonist helping efforts against the Germans. 1930’s New Map motorcycle is period correct and had a couple of good scenes.
Ride to Three Oaks MI and brunch at Violas. 5 hungry bikers sippin’ coffee and enjoying eggs, pancakes, bacon and sausage. Last few leaves of autumn hang on as we speed through the tree’d corridor within this National Park.
I love the work of Carl Giles, simply known as “Giles”. He added topical visual fun to the Daily and Sunday Express from 1943 to ‘89-‘91. His annual collections were a regular Christmas present for my father. Though left leaning in politics he said he earned a good income from the right wing Express. As well as the contents of my weekly comic 2000ad, I also drew the scenes and characters in his strips.