A store display offering items for the distinguished cafe racer rider. Pudd’n bowls as well as open-face Davida’s. Pilot goggles and silk scarves as well as a badge buckled belt. The pins adorning the leather jackets lapel are a neat detail too.
The fair fronted latter day Thruxton is looking the part too. Alloy tank? Why certainly sir!
Eight ‘Elmets
Bag
Gotta carry your stuff! Tote yer trash! Haul belongings. That’s where a decent bag comes in handy. A satchel-like messenger bag with leather straps and canvas body and nice stitched buckling. Strapped to your bike it’ll need to be made of tough stuff with crafted assembly.
A simple sac works too which can be crumpled into a pocket when not in use…
….or a heavier duffel: zipped opening to innards allowing just enough to be carried, a couple of pockets for odds and ends. Weekend trip?
Kid on a bike
Hippy Hipsters from Hip-City.
Sit your Ass down!
The single seat for the Cub needed some new padding. The foam under a clean original cover was starting to fossilize. I took said cover and seat pan to the local fabric and upholstery shop Vogue Fabrics and has some fresh plump foam trimmed to size.
I like the special saw knife used to cut the blocks of foam. Once home I reclipped the piping edged cover back over its new filling and a perch to rest my tush is done.
Move over pet!
Monday
The start of the week is usually the low point: it’s an awfully long time ’til the next weekend and at least one of the other days will surely throw a wrench into the works. Ogri the tough rocker from Bike magazine in blighty has a simple philosophy on life: “as long as there’s beer in the tap and no one has bicker the bike”
The creation of Paul Sample this leather clad bike has been around since ’72 drawn in a Robert Crumb-like inkmanship. Always little details to discover on a second or third reading.
Monkey’s Uncle
Everyone loves a performing monkey: just dress him in a ringmasters outfit, drop a Turkish fez on its little head and off hex wheels around the stage. Stop! It’s just plain wrong and a little creepy. They’re mischievous simian mammals that should be left in the lush tropical rainforests. But these wind-up tin toys a a bit of fun.
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Beck’s is all Highland cool now with his own designer label whisky which glugs from an oversized azure aftershave bottle being slugged by a bevy of oh-so pretty rich Mac-yuppies.
The Guy Richie directed mini-film shows off the lochs, glens and castles to beautiful effect and our lad David has a nimble little Triumph to cavort over the heather.
“William Wallace whur are ye!”
Hang in there!
Yeah, well, sometimes nothin’ can be a real cool hand.
Rolling Free
A madcap recreation of the renowned speed run record carried out by Rollie Free in 1948 aboard what has become known as ‘The bathing suit bike’. A Vincent Black Lightning was used then but this dedicated speed freak is on an early 70’s Triumph Bonneville to capture glory. It won’t reach the 150mph Vincent record but it shown nerve and pluck.
S.G.
TR_UMP_
i was in a store today and the cashier did a double take with my Triumph tShirt.hey it was casual Friday! Anyway, he thought it said Trump.
Negatory! He doesn’t have a corner in the two wheeled crowd. Well looking him up you see that he did have a audio poser shot of him leather clad astride a Harley Davidson.
As well as with the Teutel family who built a gilded chopper with his name machined into the cases.
Well; I’ll tell you something! He AIN’T no presidential material!

















