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.
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.
Founding member of progressive rock group Kink Crimson, Robert Fripp, seen here in 1971 at Hyde Park. Working with Brian Eno later in the seventies too, particularly on Bowie’s Heroes and the wonderful lead guitar riff.
What a voice and charismatic presence the indefatigable Ms Turner had. Stretching from the 50’s into the 21st Century her impact in the music industry was colossal. She was also a motorcycle rider. A favorite bike being an Electra Glide HD. Though here is a younger gal with a sixties BSA.
Is one of the benefits of riding motorcycles. This TV commercial was for an asthma medication Fasenra, utilizing an old Triumph 750 being uncovered in a garage and ridden out along a sunny road.
Bottle green with a V8 Big Block good for 500 lb ft of torque and 360 horsepower. Spied on Devon Avenue on my drive home. “Mid-size” in its day! Loverly, just.
Hardtail chopper using a pre-unit Triumph motor is photographed like a prized possession. Bikini clad model says its two-wheeled summer fun ahead. Weather is improving here in the Midwest and a Sunday ride is planned. Pina Colada anyone?
Such was the catch phrase of comedian Dick Emery, whose ribald humor was very much of its day. He was also an avid motorcyclist riding big powerful machines such as this Kawasaki, BMW R90’s and Honda 750’s.
Rigid with springy saddle. But a tooth rattler no doubt. Bright fire engine red and Hunt mag’d ignition. Long smooth roads through the high desert. Not for urban pothole rich streets.
A direct ripoff of the Six Million Dollar Man was introduced in 2000AD. A secret agent with computer brain implants strengthened by acupuncture. Wizard boffins in MI6! Here he chases a terrorist riding a Triumph Trident. Hmm, the belligerent is firing the Uzi with his throttle hand.