Classic looks for a classic bike.
Fifties gal on a Thunderbird Looking for a freshly poured superslab parallel to old Route 66.
October 3, 2014
Friday Fox
September 27, 2014
Spaghetti Junction
The bowels of the Bonnie: several hours of close inspection and reconnecting the synaptic parts of the central nervous system, or loom, looking for escaping electrons. A few joints looked suspect so were replaced.
Wiring reminds me of a plate of pasta; you need to follow it strand by strand. Add sauce and then things get interesting. Of course there is that intersection on the M6 near Birmingham. The traffic equivalent of my motos wiring. Take a wrong slip road and you’ll end up in Edgbaston rather than Wolv’rampton…
Gravelly Hill Interchange.
July 10, 2014
I-94
Here’s my current dashboard: the VW GTI (Gertie) along with plastic ‘gator Louie. The highway is the lush interstate through Wisconsin. Music on this particular trip was Elliott Smith;
July 8, 2014
Triumph Controls
The Aston may be a little out of reach for me so here’s something closer to the mark. TR6 with warm wood dash, stout steering wheel, and over a hundred ponies being reigned in under the bonnet ahead (145 UK injected spec/ 104 US carburetted spec)
July 7, 2014
Behind the Wheel
I can’t find the ejector seat button… However the plush red leather seats are a comfortable pew to handle that beautiful wheel… DB5 cockpit
July 2, 2014
Born of Paper, Pencil and Clay
Before computers drove the shape of the aerodynamic form it was up to the car designer to devise of the curved lines of bodywork to wrap the chassis, engine and seating compartment.
Sculpture on wheels each with a face and body as recognizable as any old family member.
Friends that always continue the conversation where you left off…
Art becomes Art. Looking at, and analyzing, the outline of these beauties, seeing how the curve flows.
There are details that become the marques signature: BMW’s central grill for example. The 2002’s shows this off well.
An E Type’s rear end complements the long engine-full front so well. Perfection!
Even a German next to an Briton looks sumptuous.
Then there’s the cockpit… That another story*
*I didn’t get any images at this car show of walnut dash and leather seat or wood steering wheel and Smiths clocks… Next time!
July 1, 2014
Two Wheels Bad
When funds allow, or rather if funds allow. There could be nothing nicer than being the proud owner of a classic vintage automobile. Soft top XKE? Why yes sir!
Especially if it holds the big V12 5.3l ‘gin. Another owner was kind enough to open the bonnet to reveal this hearty powerplant. With a sound like an Elgar piece. True Britishness.
Jaguar have some other special vehicles: here’s the XK120 coupe. Grey like a black and white movie. Knock-off hubs, split windscreen and a Jag grill. Astounding machine!
The Germans were at it too! Mercedes Benz SL300. Roadster to rip along the tarmac whist playing Wagner.
The other German: Porsche’s sweet little coupe. Their original sports car. The purest aerodynamic form. A Beetle that goes fast! This Schwartz model was sublime. Green is fine too!
550 Spyder… Even faster… Sadly for James Dean…
Crossover design to siblings Volkswagen with their neat looking Karmann Ghia. Style for the middle classes.
The King: Martin, Aston Martin. DB5. This one didn’t have the machine guns or ejector seat… But that silver grey in sunlight is legend.
June 21, 2014
A pickup line
Would definitely like an old truck to tote my ‘cycle about in. This Chevy is a perfect one… The fifties half ton truck. Nice blue Bonnie in the bed too.
June 18, 2014
Four Wheels Good
The Motoblot was also Autoblot for a select few rare classics that fit in with the predominantly sixties charm of the days collective. Starting with a juicy emerald green monster.
1954 Ford Lincoln Capri – stands daubed in classic rally ‘finery’; this particular one has torn along the dusty roads of Central America with helmeted pilot and navigator at the helm.
Ford Coupé rat rod: oversized and overpowered V8 lump weighs the open wheeled chassis down for a rusty patina’d low-rider. This tiger will roar with that motor opened up.
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Big engined Ford Galaxie 500 came rumbling in: all parted ways to let this great white through.
Cadillac 1959: fins that stretch for miles, parking requires two zip codes, its rocket age origins expressed in rear tail light nozzles.The trunk is the area of a small sovereign state. This thing just goes on and on and on….
May 25, 2014
Memorial Weekend Jaunt
Fill ‘er up and let’s hit the road! Weather a crystal clear day with glowing blue skies, a hint of a cooling lake breeze and minimal holiday weekend early Sunday morning traffic.
We would through leafy roads north and ended up in Volo. The car museum was open and also had a classic car show to boot. Opening with this fire-engine red Duisenberg. Coachwork on the boat shaped body was sublime.
Carroll Shelby knew how to pump some adrenaline into these 60’s Ponies: the gold striped black example looked the part. Your for fifty grand.
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Ford Econoline open van: functional, turquoise, spare…
Loved this greyhound good ornament adorning the windward end of a fine 39’s Ford. Geordie at speed…
Stopped at a diner in Rockland Road Rote 176 for pancakes and syrup. Good weather and a cracking ride!
May 12, 2014
Gertie
We can’t let the car feel left out now can we? Here’s our ’04 Volkswagen GTI which has always been fun to drive either in the city (parking is easy) or on faster roads, as well as highway cruising. Geordie the greyhound loves to travel in the back; either peering out of the rear of this hot hatchback or curled up dozing the miles away…
April 22, 2014
“You were only supposed to blow the bloody doors off!”
Classic line in a classic British film from 1969. Caine is marvelous as Charlie Croker the gold bullion theft ring-leader. The car chase is in the top 3 of chases (Bullitt, The Blues Brothers?). The alpine and Turin scenery sublime.
It was on the telly last evening in unedited wide screen format. Fabulous! It just so happens the scene where they blew more than the bloody doors off was filmed in Crystal Palace Park in south London. I first learned to ride a motorcycle in that park back in 1996. A Suzuki 125.
February 12, 2014
Pure Talent
Two scots and an englishman walk onto a track: Seven World Championships between them. They evoke the very best of British racing in true form. Jackie, Jim and Graham. They took the race to the teetering edge and secured thrones in the high dais of Legend. Many believe Jim would have gone on to many more wins but was taken on that fateful day in ’68 at Hockenheim.
February 9, 2014
Fins
Here’s another proud motorcycle rider on his Triumph Cub. I’m trying to figure out what make and model the car is. Late 50’s early sixties…? Ford Fairlane?
February 1, 2014
Salty Cub
Bonneville: this blog is named after this shrine of speed; also used for Triumph’s superlative moto of the mid twentieth century. Here’s Salt Flat photographer Eric Rickman using a Triumph Tiger Cub as ‘pit bike’ to whizz from point to point capturing the hot rods, rocket cars and Burt Munro type characters. His Hasselblad medium format camera assuredly caught some impressive high horse powered streamlined beasts! He hung out with some pretty cool dudes too!
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