The Bonnie lookin good in the bright summer light. Rarin’ for a lowp along the road.
June 25, 2014
#9
My latest edition of Motorcycle Classics arrived earlier today and what should be on the cover but a Gary Nixon tribute Triumph. Not only that but a seventies Oil-in-Frame T120R set up ad such.
Number 9: baby blue. Lookin’ cool as ice.
It is a build from Union motorcycle workshop in Nampa Idaho http://www.unionmotorcycle.com/index.html . great article about a basket case brought in by a customer wanting a bobber – a little discussion and this roadworthy repli-racer was developed.
Me? I’m sold! Every inch is perfect. The lines, the big race tank, curvy fairing, alloy rim’d wheels, short seat, one up one down exhaust.
It sets you up for, what I believe to be, the perfect riding posture.
I WANT THAT FAIRING!
June 23, 2014
Get the kettle on!
Tea goes hand in hand with motorcycling. Perfect for quenching a thirst after a good ride. Here’s Steve enjoying a cuppa whilst filming a tunneling scene in the Great Escape. Niele looks on.
Our man Martin is a big tea drinker. Famous for having a waam mug o’ chai always handy. Overalls and V12 Vantage Aston Martin seal the deal for enjoying the good things in life.
Of course cafe (PR. caff) racers hare between the edge of town ‘greasy spoons’ and the mobile transport cafes spaced along the A roads of England. Here’s a perfect one complete with outdoor seating and fluttering flags.
It’s not their outward appearance that draws the clientele. As long as the brew is warm and wet, the food freshly cooked, then you’re set!
“The Greezies”: egg, sausage, bacon, beans, mushrooms, black pudd’n; and a slice (white bread with marg). All washed down with a tea! Perfect! Back on the road to head home…
Classic period shot of a Triumph Cub rider at The Sunset.
June 15, 2014
A Pagan Party
Blot is a Norse word for sacred gathering; add the important coming together of vintage and new motorcycles all of which mean more than just transport to their owners. Cafe racers, classics, sports bikes and bobbed chopped iron. Motoblot.
Red framed Triton: Terrific!
Union Flagged Bonneville: Jack is Nimble then Jack is Quick!
A proper kitted Hog: Swine and Roses.
Brand Spanking New Royal Enfield Continentals: Thumper Thoroughbred in cherry red or lemon yellow.
Scooters from the Med and from the Orient: both sixties items; both looking hip.
June 14, 2014
Motoblot
Mods versus Rockers no longer; it’s called Motoblot. A dedicated closed street location on the west side with plenty of bikes and loud music. Sunny weather with a cooling breeze drifting in off the lake.
I’m as happy as a pig in $h1t… Plenty of blog entries for the coming days!
British, european, Japanese, american Moro’s all.
June 9, 2014
Right proper cafe racer
This is a spare tool: muckle tank, teeny seat with close bum-stop, low bars and rear pegs. Built for low slung road going rapidity it can’t stay stopped for too long; you need to get a pace on to get the balance of streamlined stance versus tired wrists and neck. I like it! Very much!
May 24, 2014
Modern Classics
A pair of dudes were supping coffee at a Starbucks at Plaza Del Lago: these were their rides. Shiny new Guzzi and Triumph. Do you speak Italian or English? That’s the question.
May 11, 2014
Brother Maynards sacred relic
A Reading from the Book of Armaments, Chapter 4, Verses 16 to 20:
Then did he raise on high the Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch, saying, “Bless this, O Lord, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy.” And the people did rejoice and did feast upon the lambs and toads and tree-sloths and fruit-bats and orangutans and breakfast cereals … Now did the Lord say, “First thou pullest the Holy Pin. Then thou must count to three. Three shall be the number of the counting and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither shalt thou count two, excepting that thou then proceedeth to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the number of the counting, be reached, then lobbest thou the Holy Hand Grenade in the direction of thine foe, who, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.”
Destination today: Antioch IL. The route taken was a very pleasant Lake County backroad called Old McHenry. Rolling horse country with spring blooming hedgerows and the far off scent of spring cut grass. Beyond that Fairfield Road aims northward to the destination. A roadside cafe offered the usual breakfast fare, I had pancakes with a side of sausage links, washed down with fresh coffee on demand. We sat outside in the warm sun with classic Johnny Cash tunes blaring over the tannoy.
The quote above is of course taken from Month Pythons Holy Grail. Religious devastating relic used against the killer rabbit of Caerbannog…
April 25, 2014
Brighton Beeza Babe
T’is the weekend and it’s time to hare down the A23 to the seaside. The pebbly beach fronted promenade is the place to be seen and Madeira Drive the strip to drag up and down. How low are those ‘bars?
March 7, 2014
Beeza Babe
Friday night is bike night! Home from work, leathers on, hair greased, motorbike warmed up and off down the caff for a burn up. The Road Rocket is running good the’night and she’s a crowd pleaser. Ton-up lads ‘n’ lasses ton up!
January 28, 2014
Cub Rocker
Only a couple of hundred ceecee’s of capacity but a stern grimace nonetheless. I’m sure fun can be had on this little baby though: “it’s more enjoyable to go fast on a slow bike than to go slow on a fast one”.
January 10, 2014
Page Three
A frequent glamour model for The Sun’s third page pinup was the curvy Samantha Fox. The British tradition in the late Twentieth Century of adorning the tabloids with young nubile girls to maintain a ‘phwoar’ for the working male population. As well as sellin’ millions of inky ‘news’ rags to line the pockets of media moguls like Rupert Murdoch.
We have scanty fronted leathers here for Ms. Fox and a razor sharp looking Harris GPZ 550 – pure 80’s: Phwoar! And in another pic with probably one of the last Meriden models off an assembly line we have our Friday Fox aboard a Triumph…
She also had a singing career, but, let’s not get into that….
November 20, 2013
Hangover Heaven
Actor Bradley Cooper likes his motos, especially British-made. Here spied astride a cherry red Thruxton.
Black fenders, and ‘oil’ tank side panels are a nice complement to the fuel tank.
Here’s another of him on another one. He must have one for each movie set! This has a Mad Max appearance, which, when combined with that helmet and boots adds to a determined biker stance.
Sorted!
November 8, 2013
Friday Neet
Lad getting together for a weekend on the motorbikes. Leathers, Barbour, bin lids and a good craic. I can eve guess their nicknames; from left to right: Pud’n, Chaz, Peachy, Lofty, and Swiftly Mike. Out for a hare along the A57 from Sheffield to Glossop.
October 4, 2013
Country Living
Different color than what is typically seen defining the lines of a motorcycle: jade. Frame, tank, fenders ‘n’ all. This is an elegantly fettled Bonneville with just the right level of detail to make one desire. A mint icing to a fruity cake. The worn brown leather single seat with the usual racy clip-ons and rear-sets set what looks like a comfortable streamlined pose for its rider.
The rural farmyard setting gentrifies it and the complementary redhead quickens its heartbeat.
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