At the third stroke it shal be eight thirty precisely- fancy illuminated dealership wall clock. Backlit with neon it would let salesmen know when it was their tea break or buyers know how long they’d been ogling the latest models.
Tic-Toc
I don’t like Mondays
GB
Cola in the Shade
Heartland – like some photojournalist capture from days past here sits a laden Triumph Thunderbird under a Central American sun as the owner takes respite in the shade of a roadside shack near Tamaulipas. The rider is Chicagoan Michael James, who, like some latter day Che Guevara & Alberto Granado went out to find the world; though this was in 1962 only 11 years after comrade Che’s epic travels. James went on to open the Heartland Cafe which still serves food about five blocks from us here.
“I’m working hard to keep the Triumph on the road through the flat, arid, brown, dry and desolate terrain. Its new, different, and I’m digging it, taking it all in.”
Ultimate
Doughnut Delivery
Giant Scarab – I spotted this patina-rich coffee & doughnut van scuttling about the City recently. Elegant hand painted script cheerily advertising a morning refreshment for construction and office worker alike. It’s a doughty International Harvester Metro Van, produced between 1938 and 1975 keeping its distinctive flowing form well into the sixties when its edges were squared off to meet a demand for something new. The flowing gumdrop lines were created by the capable hand of Mr Streamline himself, Raymond Loewy.
60’s summertime
‘Ump Day
Ship of the Desert – the dromedary s ideally adapted to the dry, sandy conditions of the desert. Hence their use for time immemorial to track back and forth across the driest parts of the planet. However they bite, spit, smell, and if you don’t want the whole Lawrence of Arabia experience then plump for a desert sled Triumph.
Hit the Road
It’s a Way of Life – riding motorcycles puts you into a minority. A minority who enjoys the open road with a free wind and adventurous bent. And Triumph riders? They’re the select few who enjoy the Truth of that road: it’s life giving enjoyment, and soul feeding meaning.
(Don’t take me too seriously folks! )
Fifty Years Ago…
Ho Ho Ho
A Bridge Too Far
Sixty Eight – a pair of freshly minted Bonneville’s with their owners under the delicately suspended span of the Mount Hope Bridge between Bristol & Portsmouth on Rhode Island across Narragansett Bay. Engineering marvel is a backdrop to a motorcycle marvel. The bridge opened in 1929 a decade or so before Ed Turners development of the parallel twin engined machines that would culminate in the classic 60’s Bonnie’s.
Halcyon Days
Seaside Sunshine – in the midst of this wintry grapple we need some warm scene to remind us of summer delight. This BSA C15 250cc in splendid fire engine red looks quite the part standing proudly on a quayside. A yacht moored in an azure bay looks enticing but our swimsuit garbed gal seems happy enough on the Birmingham singles saddle.
“Halcyon” is a name for a bird in Greek legend generally associated with the kingfisher. There was an ancient belief that the bird nested on the sea, which it calmed in order to lay its eggs on a floating nest. Two weeks of calm weather were therefore expected around the winter solstice. This myth leads to the use of halcyon as a term for peace or calmness.
Capacity
Utility Mini
Baby Blue – clear out that back couch and the micro truck had many more uses: as a work horse (or pony) the rear barn doors offered ample access to the rear space. Breakdown. (RAC or AA), police work, workmans tote, camper van, or just plain truck. It sure was a versatile little car. Second only to the Model T in regards to adaptive use.










