Reuse, recycle, replay.
Remember slipping out the delicate disc of vinyl from its sleeve. Spinning it over edge to edge gazing at the shimmering groove. Popping side 1 onto the turntable and clicking the arm to begin the turntable and gently placing the needle down. It was a sacred sequence when listening to your favorite LP’s. Mine was Sargent Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band.
The disc brake as table is inspired. But I’d lay a velvet bed down first.
When exceeding 100 mph you want to ensure you’re in good balance. What better way than to check weight on these ‘clocks’ repurposed from a set of Triumph speedo and tachometer.
Used by dealers in days past to promote upcoming shop events. Triumph-Day to mark on your calendar.
“Yesterday I was expecting Tomorrow, but all I got was Today”.
Well, I would hope today was a T-Day!
Triumph had the big papa Tiger T110 650cc desert king, the scooter Tigress, and the wee Cub. The fifties sure had a lit of fun on two wheels.
What a fun banner sign to post in a cold winter day. But even better: make your second moto’cycle a car! But I do like health and savings promoted along with the all important fun.
Posting similar items before I do like these cutaway display engines. With the internal workings of the combustion chambers and supporting gearing shown for all to see. This is an early twin as devised by Edward Turner which maintained its core form for several decades. The red painted cut faces are an inspired feature of these for clear illustrative purposes.
Or…
Here’s the original: Triumphs Speed Twin.
A bucolic vision of England’s scenery. Villages, churches, rolling fields and the odd country pub or two. Or take a jaunt to the coast to watch the scudding waves …
Distant times and faraway places.
Espied jaunting around the highways and byways of Mediterranean climes is what the motopress believe to be Triumphs next monster-killer. Basically the Thruxton on steroids and given a Gold’s Gym membership. The 900cc engine pumped up to an assumed 1200, 180 shod rear wheel, Popeye like front forks, forward leaned stance.
Big front stoppers, proud mufflers, wire-spoked wheels. Apparently it may come out in the 2016 model line up. Possible name is Street Tracker. I’d rather see it called the Speed Twin. Better start saving my pennies!
They should go bold too and offer it in both black and the historical Amaranth Red…
G’day mates! Here’s a pretty bauble to adorn your crimbo tree this year…
Better yet… Just make your whole tree a branching of classic motorcycles like this one at the Barber Museum.
If you’ve been good this year!
Sometimes you get to the end of the year feeling like a worn out Triumph. Sludge in hidden crevices, collapsed seat, flat tires, dull finishes, all the oomph has gone and scarpered… Well, another year rears its head as well as the downhill side if the decade (whatever that means!).
The Metisse Triumph is a purposeful looking motor. Green is the right color, good off-road details too. I can use these for some finishing details on the Cub: high pipe, chain tensioner, handlebar with crossbar pad, clean cable routing, big comfy saddle.
The Metisse Triumph is a purposeful looking motor. Green is the right color, good off-road details too. I can use these for some finishing details on the Cub: high pipe, chain tensioner, handlebar with crossbar pad, clean cable routing, big comfy saddle.
What better way to recognize the true end of the old year and beginning of the new one than a jaunt to the grandest of Ancient Monuments: Stonehenge. Sitting proudly on the Wiltshire plain as it has done for over five millennia it truly is a connection to our prehistory and its mystic ways.
Lately (well the last hundred years or so) it becomes a gathering spot for neo-druidism. Here’s a photo from the seventies with the winter sun peeking through a pair of standing stones. I found this photo of some travelers stopping off at the site in the mid sixties. A Triumph steed sits with baggage for a decent looking roadtrip.This was when everyone could stroll across the lawns to it. A Morris Mini sits parked nearby.
Fast. Blacked-out engine. Hardtail. Big ox-blood Docs.
Wild Cat is a good name…
I like to see a city promoting two-wheeled traffic; especially when it comes to parking your vehicle safely ( and in numbers) . San Francisco had dedicated spots for the active day-to-day riders that get about town in the most effective way. Even the famous steep streets don’t pose a problem, just align as necessary, roll your back tire to the curb and drop the side stand.
Watch out for the polished cable car and tram tracks though!
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