Photos Classic Motorcycles and Traditional Knives

1. My pal Jeffie’s B50 Gold Star vintage MXer. Not a real Gold Star, but plenty of knee-shredding, ankle-spraining fun. I used to love riding bikes like this, but my knees no longer permit it.

2. CL175 with my BK62

3. Thats a BMW R75/5 hiding behind the Craven fairing, and the BK62 again.

4. Cl175 and CB160 with high pipes, Pringle, SD. The southern Hills and badlands have a lot of fun places to ride bikes like this.

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I lusted after those BSA thumpers when I was a teenager. Never did get one, but had a '76 Yamaha XT500 for awhile.

The second bike I owned was a BSA DBD34 Gold Star. It was pretty rough, but it ran most of the time. At 100mph it shed parts like a dog shaking off water. It was an extremely cool bike. I wasn’t nearly cool enough to own it. Worst case of seller’s remorse I ever had. If I had known then what I know now...
 
The only picture of my BSA B40 when I was a DonR in 1977,I didnt have much equipment not even a map.

It was my first time on a British bike,the bike was offloaded at 00.00hrs I didnt have a clue how to start it,the controls where the wrong way around after my Yammy DT175.
Worse they said it was tactical so no lights,stuff that after coming across a squadron of Chieftains I put on my feeble headlight and prayed.

The officers took all the cold weather gear and maps,I had to take tracings of a master map using scratchy issued toilet paper.

They where being phased out so no spares,I had to bodge it as we went around West Germany.
It broke down constantly.

I carried my issued clasp knife and a selection of tools in my wash kit roll which I had re purposed.
I had my SMG over my shoulder and a 58 large pack on the seat.

It was cold and pretty tough going.

When we got back to camp I asked if I could take my test,the transport officer blew a fuse he thought I had a licence as I was always going on about bikes.

I passed first time with no training,all I did was ride around the outside of the camp same when I did my Track vehicle licence (it was very slack in those days).

They refused to let me into the motorcycle repair team as they said I would just be riding them around camp all day (true) I was 19.













 
I’ve had BMW, Norton, Triumph, Hardly Ablesons, BSA, Aermacci, Vespa, Lambretta, a couple of Honda’s and a Kawi or two, Moto Guzzi too. Rode a B50t for a bit and then a B44 that I rode for about 10 years or so. Pretty good fun when the guy on a Buell is telling me,
“Jeez Jimmy slow down!!”
I’ve got an 05 Triumph at the moment. It’s pretty good. But I think I miss those thrilling days with my 20lbs of tools and Lucas headlight that was about as good as Ichabod Crane’s Jack-o-lantern on a pole out in front of his horse!
No cell phone, 15 bucks in my pocket and headed for the West Virginia mountains!!! Woo hoo!
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Some fantastic reminiscences of times past, old bikes and new adventures here. Never seen this thread till now.


A Big hairy arsed do it all bike with a similar folder.

Henry, your pal Jeffie has a gsoh lol, like his bikes too.
Your leccy works on the gs are all too familiar, my gs would lose earth with that mad grounding of the rr to the mounting plate:(
Carbs are bst33's?

Travman, amazing collection. Love the Guzzi's.
Two sentences you wrote struck a cord....
"I was tired of tuning carbs that were worn out" and "there was looseness in the slides of the original carbs"
Two very valuable realisations I've learnt.
 
I took my motorbike to the other side of the world 2 years ago.
What incredible people,what incredible scenery and what a love of motorbikes.
Invercargill's various museums where amazing old Broughs, old Indians old everything.

I paid my respects to the Kiwi soldiers along the way I even organised a bike meet before I left England and had a great ride out to a memorial in a small hamlet.
Everyone of them invited me to stay,such nice people.
In the south island some places I stayed they never gave me a key because they never locked their doors.

I bought a wooden Svord from a hunting shop they are used as intended,you can get them in England but buying and using at source is special.
I even met the top Maori pig hunter when I went through a Maori area and stopped for a cuppa at a little local cafe.








































 
Amazing adventures there Johnny, the Svord wasn't the only sharp item, love the zorst and the brakes were a wise move

Thanks the Akra makes a big difference as does the Bandit brake callipers,I had to change my brake lines in NZ to pass the fitness test.

The Kiwi who organises the import was on the ball and had sorted it all out in advance we knew it had to be done in advance.

Kiwis have a real can do attitude.
 
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In the footsteps of

Edward the Confessor[a] (Old English: Ēadƿeard Andettere [ˈæːɑdwæɑrˠd ˈɑndettere]; Latin: Eduardus Confessor [ɛduˈardus kõːˈfɛssɔr], Ecclesiastical Latin: [eduˈardus konˈfessor]; c. 1003 – 5 January 1066) was one of the last Anglo-Saxon English kings. Usually considered the last king of the House of Wessex, he ruled from 1042 to 1066.

Also paying my respects to the fallen in the church.

Many times I have passed through Islip and never stopped, this time I did and found it was the home of one of the old Kings of England.
I also found out the bridge I have crossed a thousand times was the scene of civil war battles.

I am surrounded by history where I live,I love the way one description called the church only from 1200s as if it was relatively new.


The medieval road linking London and Worcester crossed the Ray at Islip. The original crossing was a ford but was later supplemented by a bridge.[3] In the 1640s the bridge and Islip's nearness to Oxford made the village a strategic objective for both sides in the English Civil War. Early in the war, Islip was a strategic outpost for the Royalist capital at Oxford. In May 1644 a force under the Parliamentarian Earl of Essex occupied Islip but early in 1645 a Royalist force under the Earl of Northampton retook it. In April 1645 a force under Oliver Cromwell retook the village and routed the Earl of Northampton's men in an engagement on Islip Bridge.[3] On 4 July 1645[16] the Parliamentarian Lord Fairfax had his men demolish the bridge,[17] which was described as having been "new-built".[16] Then in 1646 during the Third Siege of Oxford a force under the Parliamentarian Colonel George Fleetwood occupied the village.[3] After the war the bridge was rebuilt or replaced, and John Ogilby's Britannia Atlas of 1675 describes it as having six arches.[17] Until the 18th century the ford remained the main crossing except in winter. In that century the road between London and Worcester became a coaching route and Islip developed as a staging post.[3] Islip was on the winter route between Oxford and Buckingham when Gosford Bridge was impassable.[18]



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