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!”
Sometimes you’ve just got to keep a tight grip on things. And hope the crazy ride will settle down at some point or other.
..if all else fails just make sure you’re wearing your leathers and helmet!
Laughing! 
Riding! 
Racing! 
Old Wild West Beetling!
Hangin’ out with the cats.
Paul Newman
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.
Just been to see a great film: The Martian starring Matt Damon in the titular role also known as Mark Watney. Directed by Ridley Scott and based on a marvelous book by Andy Wier it tells the survival difficulties of an astronaut stranded on Mars in a fictional, though truly believable mission to the red planet. Two Thumbs Up! Go see it!
In other news: Jason Bourne can ride a mean motorcycle…
Our zig-zag sweltered pal is 65 today. Yup Good Ol’ Chuck Brown can claim Medicaid. And seeing that it’s October we can recall his time as a motocrosser complete with pumpkin helmet.
His little scrappy #13 worked its way around the course in slow but sure fashion to claim victory.
Snoopy and peppermint Patty were in fine competition, unknowing that Charlie B would chunter along to win.
Three Triples lined up: white, green & black. Like some dollar bill waiting to be spent.
Schoolhouse Rocks
Written by Blind Melon
Three is a magic number
Ya it is, it’s a magic number
Somewhere in that ancient mystic trinity
You’ll get three
As a magic number
The past, the present, the future,
Faith, and hope, and charity,
The heart, the brain, the body,
Will give you three,
It’s a magic number
It takes three legs to make a tripod or to make a table stand,
And it takes three wheels to make a vehicle called a tricycle
And every triangle has three corners,
Every triangle has three sides,
No more, no less,
You don’t have to guess
That it’s three
Can’t you see?
It’s a magic number
A man and a woman had a little baby
Yeah they did
And there were three in the family
And that’s a magic number
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
J.R.R. Tolkien
Viggo ‘Strider’ Mortensen
…riding a ‘Bone’ ville! A chopper from hell with a laughing ghoulish rider. The Egyptian Serif’d font of the Triumph logo is a great touch hinting a a sixties custom shop quality. The semi-psychedelic poster font header reinforces it.
One of the most important pieces of Mid-Century Pop Art is 52 today. Created by Roy Lichtenstein it uses classic comic book imagery of war with crisp enlarged pen and ink line work filled with stipple coloring seen in the pulp illustrations of the day.
The original dynamic visuals are brought to stark graphic life to create one of the most iconic art pieces of the last fifty years (along with Warhols Marilyn…).
It’s a large 11’x 5′ canvas two piece ‘diptych’and hangs at the Tate Modern in London. He saw his pieces as fun industrial art.
A pencil study shows a clean composition with each hand being able to stand on its own yet coming together in stark visual drama.
Alternate versions exist like this hyper real rendering of the F86 Saber coming in for the kill.
Or this Star Wars version of a rebel X-wing pilot destroying an Imperial Tie-Fighter.
Contemporary commentary. Pilotless drones destroying remotely…
Or a commentary on Pop Art itself…
Side Note:
Jackie Cochran became the first woman to break the sound barrier in a Saber in 1953. Here with fellow supersonic pilot Chuck Yeager. Look her up she’s one helluva gal!
Hmm… Not to sure about this with the shenanigans going on at Meriden in the seventies. I believe they weren’t spending enough time on them; with components manufactured with aged tools, worn factory conditions and a workforce unsupported by the company or government.
If only they had heeded their own words!
This speedy isn’t exactly andale-ing with his Triumph. But when a desert rat turns 50 then middle age catches up with him.
*Throwback Thursday
Here’s me enjoying a spring ride back in ’05 on my Twenty year old Ninja. The now classic Kawasaki ZX900 in Top Gun colors. A jaunt up to and around Lake Geneva was my favorite hare. The photos are taken on a sturdy and trusty Nikon F3. Darned good camera and a darnder good Moto too!
The superlative cop show from the eightie, though predominantly based here in Chicago- it portrayed an ‘anytown’ city and its gritty policing procedures. Tonight a rerun of episode #139 “Norman Conquest” saw the hotheaded Renko seeing his stolen Norton 750 roaring past. Getting a fair insurance claim for a vintage motorcycle theft he has to sadly dispose of it… Running it riderless into an alley wall.
This couple is obviously enjoying one of the great things in life: autumnal ride with that cool but golden light you get after the Autumnal Equinox lighting up the scenery.
These are the moments you relish.
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