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Monday, 30 August 2010

It's a Beauty......

Remember Dave's Ariel project he bought ( in about 230 biscuit tins!!!)



 
well i got up this morning , made myself a nice cuppa.....walked outside to sample the lovely fresh air....and he comes bombing round the corner on it !!!!!!!!!!!


Looks bloody fantastic !!!! and sound ace too !!!
You know the saying  "you can't pick your nextdoor neighbours"...well i wouldn't change mine for the world!!

Nice one Dave...it's a real credit to you....Now he's got to find something else to work on!!

Watch this space.....

Sunday, 29 August 2010

Suicide clutch !!!

Riding back home yesterday with jack........got home and noticed a wasp stuck in the clutch lever.. Now i don't what the odds are of pulling in the clutch, changing gear & releasing the lever and catching a wasp at the same time....but it's got to be friggin slim!!



Had a fuel splutter on the way home too....so cleaned out the tank & stripped and cleaned both Amal's......she's on the button now!!


Thursday, 26 August 2010

Toddy's Triumph..

Toddy sent me some pics of his Triumph build.....Thanks mate.

There's some Real nice fabrication gone into this build....Look forward to seeing the end result.





Wednesday, 25 August 2010

For sale real soon !!!!!!

Gunna be selling the trusty daytona soon...........If anyone is interested...give me a heads up with an email. (email listed at the top on the right)

Tuesday, 24 August 2010

Dad...don't look now !!!

This was my Dad's 1960 Triumph 3ta....i did a "quickie restore" job for him 2 years ago....nothing special, just did it for him to have a weekend rider & maybe take to a couple of shows......


























What I should have done with it was...................................

I had to hold myself back, i can tell ya !!!!!

Thursday, 19 August 2010

When Choppers were cool........

Taken from Real Classic Magazine............


That's no way to treat a classic bike! John Kane revisits a simple land before heroes emerged from the back streets...

In 1971 choppers were becoming fashionable in Britain. Lots of 15 year-olds like me had Easy Rider posters on their walls. Peter Fonda and the other one (Dennis Hopper) were the epitome of cool sophisticated bikers. The rockers and their motorbikes from the early 1960s were tarnished in their relative oily rag presentation. Greats such as Thruxton Velocettes and Vincent Rapides had yet to be lusted after by callow youths and in 1971 were seen as old fashioned. Few of the general population of motorbike riders recognised their true value, but someone somewhere must have, as even then in an untidy state they commanded high prices.



To some of us, choppers were elite motorcycles experienced mainly in magazines rather than in real life. Motorcycle Mechanics in September 1971 and October 1972 featured choppers on their front covers, and carried articles about how to build a chopper and not to fall foul of the law. The September 1971 edition in particular had one cool dude on the front with long hair, a very smart aubergine penny collar shirt and loon flares, posing on a tastefully chopped gold metal flake hardtail Triumph twin, with extended forks, peanut tank and ape-hangers. Adverts of the time from motorbike shops had photos of King and Queen seats, high handlebars and trumpet exhausts that could be bought to bolt onto your motorbike.

For example:

NAUCCI of Peckham offered a range of seats 'Chopper Universal, Universal Cobra, and Chopper Backrests'.

IAN KENNEDY of Finchley offered 'Chopper Riders 4 inch Chrome Headlamps £3.83p, Tuck and Roll Seats £3.97p, Ape Risers 6 Inch High £3.97p and One Shot Flake Spray Cans £2.50p'.

These bolt on bits were everywhere and bolt them on is exactly what we did. As a result there were a lot of ugly bitsa semi-choppers spawned. Ordinary serviceable motorbikes suddenly appeared with ape-hangers, Norton featherbeds with peanut tanks, etc. I myself am guilty of such bad taste and excess. When I was seventeen I had a BSA A10 that was in cafe racer trim with rearsets, a Gold Star fibreglass petrol tank and a one-piece seat and mudguard unit with, incongruously, a set of high and wide cowhorns. I did not learn my lesson, and although reverting to clip-ons for the BSA, my next motorbike three years later was an AJS 600 ready chopped, but not quite finished, as so many of these chops weren't.



The AJS had standard footrest controls and a cruising footrest bar, a peanut tank, a tuck and roll seat, a pair of cowhorns, upturned exhaust pipes and (most spectacularly) a set of six inch extended chrome girder forks. These forks worked a treat.



They would have to, as the frame was standard and the front wheel 19 inch. So the motorbike, appearing tall, was a good few inches further off the ground than it was ever intended to be. In motion it used to fall into corners, and without care would then drift wide around them.



I could have remedied this a little by fitting a smaller front wheel, but really the frame should have been 'raked', that is, the steering head angle needed to be altered (not something I would consider now).

At the time I was a student with no money and a need to get rid of the AJS as it was distracting me from my studies. Those chrome girder forks seemed so exotic. Ten years later I was to own a rigid rear end BSA M20 with girder forks, which, oddly enough, on smooth Cornish roads was one of the finest handling motorbikes I ever had.

But I digress, back to the AJS. It's 1977, a year of change in British youth culture, the Punk phenomena was about to happen and for some of us not before time. Like a lot of young people, I had been emulating the American West Coast dream of sunny days and endless highways. Dave Minton was writing about touring America on Harley-Davidsons (and he still is).

While West Coast bikers were chasing the endless sun in California, I was being chased by endless rain on Barry Island. South Wales was evidently not America.
A few doors down from where I lived in Cardiff was the then president of The Chopper Club of Great Britain. He had a meticulously built white BSA A65 chopper that he swore handled brilliantly... But I could not shake the disillusion that I was on the A48 Cardiff to Newport road, not the Los Angeles to San Francisco highway




"Motorbikin'; moving on the Queen's Highway looking like a streak of lightning...
"If you gotta go go go, go motorbike ridin'...

"Whoo, we doing about ninety five, so good to be alive!"

…sang the retro rocker Chris Spedding. This was more in tune with the British experience than bouncing over potholes on forgiving but topping out springers.
By 1978, somehow like hippies, choppers seemed a little dated to me. As did the bearded long haired crusties who rode them. Personally I was beginning to favour the simpler custom bikes of the mid to late Sixties American style, ie. stripped down, tall and slim with wide handlebars. Gradually choppers were moving towards 'low riders'.
There were always professional customisers, whose motorbikes were far more 'finished' in appearance. The October 1972 edition of Motorcycle Mechanics showed a frame 'packed' with Cataloy filler, ie. the petrol tank, strengthened headstock and frame were sculptured into one flowing unit. No bolt-on tanks here, but lovingly complex custom spray paint jobs. I wonder how all that filler has stood the test of time?

By 1979 the professional custom bike builders moved further away from the amateur achievable to the extreme. When I visited The Bike Show at Earls Court, there was a BSA B33 low rider, turbo-charged with a belt primary drive. This B33 had the latest in gold plating, which was now becoming a feature on custom built show bikes. My own B33 could not even stretch to a chrome exhaust pipe!

Stripped down B33s are beautiful, but gold plating? Who can afford this, or could park such a motorbike on the road? I must be missing the point.



There was also a type of chopper rider emerging who was more Dennis Hopper than Peter Fonda, ie. long hair or no hair but lots of facial hair, only these guys looked like they had over the years consumed too many beers and cheeseburgers and developed a hobby of casually hanging out in tattoo parlours. None of these were people you would want to have an argument with, but some of them - if you got chatting to them - were very nice blokes indeed.



When the Southport beach races were held in the mid-1970s, I remember seeing one of the local cut-off denim bikers being driven in a side car outfit with huge ape-hangers by a statuesque blonde haired woman. I was very impressed.


Most blonde women then were to be found adorning choppers in motorbike magazines or the Norton Commando ad campaign. Nowadays these women thankfully are more likely to be riding the motorbikes instead of being ornaments.

By the 1980s choppers were just too much of an investment for us mere mortals. SuperBike magazine in February 1981 featured on the front cover a 1650cc 'Piggest Hog' Harley Davidson with two semi-naked women. The hog was dripping in gold plate which frankly looked horrible. This for me was about where I left off lusting after choppers.

In the Eighties older British motorbikes were becoming once again appreciated. Even 'Uncle Bunt', the famous professional custom bike builder, paid homage to classic bikes with a Yamaha 650 twin low rider called the Manx.

Currently low riders and choppers are in specialist magazines and their owners don't seem to reflect the care and attention to detail to their own appearance that their motorbikes exhibit, but I am sure that is an illusion. It probably takes a lot of effort to follow custom bike riders' fashion, not just anyone can look like they belong in ZZ Top (guys, you know who you are?).

Norton Hi-Rider

I still like choppers but cannot recall the last time I saw one on the road. I am all for any motorcycle, particularly pre-1980s, but prefer to see them on the road as opposed to show bikes. You might not like chopper and low-riders, you may think the Norton Commando Hi Rider deserves to have disappeared as ignominiously as it did. But whatever your view, the chopper phenomenon helped produce the styling of one of our most exiting looking motorbikes of all time, the Triumph Hurricane! What a beauty.

1983 was a significant year for me, and finally marked an end to my flirtation with choppers. It was in this year that a significant event happened. As I rode my BSA B33 into the youth banger racing project I was a volunteer at, I was enthusiastically greeted by a Moto Guzzi riding bloke some years younger than me who raved about my Retro motorbike and riding gear. Especially my Everoak Racemaster crash helmet, 'Where did you get that lid?' Now this left me a bit nonplussed, as in my eyes this was just my old helmet, jacket and motorbike.

Retro? At this point I knew that my self-appointed role as the spokesperson for a misunderstood generation was over; I had moved into a role as some sort of emerging eccentric classic biker…

Wednesday, 18 August 2010

Goodwood Part II

Few more from the weekend for you.................

Lovely Tribsa.


















Mr "Jackson's" bike......friggin cool as !!!!!!!!





































Ken's trumpet..........









































superb....absolutley superb !!!!!




































Guys................

















Gals.........................









































Yep.......they're still at it !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!









































Jim's crackin' roadster..............


















Thanks to Rowan for the last pic.......hayride bound, must have been doing about 80 -90 and Leight ain't even shut the door !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, 17 August 2010

Great Weekend.....

Had a right Blast down at Goodwood.....drunk way too much. Got to see the Faces play (which was the first time they had played in years) Met up with some old friends....This was the first "vintage" for goodwood and i hope they do it again next year.....

Kenny's Rod.....

They were real keen.....whilst most were still in bed with hangovers these guys were on it !!!!!!
this was like 10 in the morning



Caught up with huggy........


Of course the Knuck was there too..............



Ady had a couple of bike there too...........



Went in the Soul casino......























Got Pissed !!....It was great in there, like some old smoking lounge..with leather chairs and a couple of pool tables lit up in the corner......PRE Hangover shot..


Earl of March's 31 pick up built by Jimmy & crew from Valley Gas..
This thing is as cool as a polar bears ass ..

The "Jackson" special.........this is a wicked bike, will post more pics of it later.


Don't know who she was....but she looked great spread across my Rod.....Thanks whoever you are !