Showing posts with label BSA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BSA. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 September 2009

Deja Vu

Grandson Thomas wearing my Helmet. It almost fits him as well!



It has been a good week in East Lancashire, Had a couple of days work to top up the old Coffers, had a couple of good rides, almost identical to the rides reported a couple of weeks ago. On Thursday I went with Chris and his brother Tony and took them on the same ride as previously reported, via Kettlewell, Coverdale . . . . . . . finishing up in Slaidburn. Tony said that in 17 years of riding Motorbikes, that was the best ride ever! some accolade eh?


Friday I went again with Peter on the Old bikes, this time he went on his beautiful Norton ES2, Just to Slaidburn for a brew and a Scone.


Today I have been on a "Historic Vehicle Cavalcade" Organised by Lancashire Museums, a group of people with Cars ranging from a Model T Ford to E Type Jags and a handfull of motorbikes, my AJS included, travelled from Helmshore Textile museum, to Gawthorpe Hall in Padiham, to Queen street Mill in Burnley and ended up at Townley Hall in Burnley. All fascinating venues, just google any of them for more info, my highlight was the Mill engine at Queen Street Mill steamed up from a Lancashire Boiler. Great day out and met some lovely people in the process

Some of the Bikes on the Heritage Run, A BSA, Two Triumph and a Honda

Saturday, 5 September 2009

Weather (or not)

I'm totally fed up with the rain, You would think the Met Office would do something about it. Goodness knows what they actually do on the Air Ministry roof!

It all reminds me of a poem I once knew and still do apparently

The Rain it raineth on the just, and also on the unjust fellah,
But mainly on the just because the unjust steals the just's umbrella.

Somehow, I don't think that was one of Milton's finest.

It is supposedly due to dry up about Wednesday, so I might be able to tidy the Garden, go out on a motorbike or go Fishing without getting saturated.


Just a little picture of a BSA Gold Star DBD34. One of the many bikes on my "Lottery List"

Saturday, 11 July 2009

Yorkshire Dales

I had a good day yesterday, Pete, Jim and I went out for a ride, all on older machines, all 500cc single cylinders. (AJS model18, Vincent Comet and a BSA ZB33) We rode via a diverse route taking in Grassington, Kettlewell and then over the moors to Middleham, then on to the top of the Yorkshire Dales, close to a place called Muker.
We then returned via Buttertubs pass (don't you just love that name) Hawes, Settle and Home. None of the bikes missed a beat and I think mine is the youngest at 56 Years old. Well over 100 miles travelled, at times at quite a jaunty pace.
In the evening we went to a 40th birthday party. Happy Birthday Oggy!
Somebody commented that I don't look 40!!! The wife said "No, but he bloody did when he was!"