Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
AJS flat-tanker out camping
Certainly not taken by a professional photographer but a nice evocative period shot of a chap out camping on his flat-tanker. To the best of my knowledge it's an AJS, certainly a side-valve model and dating from the mid-twenties. Check out the huge pillion seat! Looks like one of the ones designed for a lady to ride side saddle on.
The registration number NP 5636 is a Worcestershire one. I don't stoop to the depths of nerdery of in-depth knowledge of registrations. A list of letters corresponding to regions can be found here: (http://www.motorcycle.co.uk/reference/uk-registration-letters-and-area-codes). I remember one time riding back from Montlhery on the Velo and stopping at a cafe. A fellow brit came running over very excited. An old bike out and about normally creates some interest but this guy was very animated. He said, "Crikey, LJN, that's a Bournemouth registration plate". Not a spec of interest in the bike buy very stimulated over the plate. Takes all types...
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| Flat tank AJS on a camping trip. |
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Exeter Trial 2013
This post was planned as a blow by blow account of my successful Exeter Trial on my wonderfully prepared Royal Enfield Bullet accompanied by the equally intrepid Dan on his road-going Bullet and Matt on his Beta Alp. Instead it is a tale of mechanical woe and physical collapse. The only pictures I bring you are from the massed start at the Haynes Museum, Sparkford. Enjoy the pictures and read on below if you care to hear my sorry tale...
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| Another heroic mount. Plunger BSA A7. |
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| Home-made Citroen 2CV based three-wheeler. |
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| Rather nice and purposeful Dellow. |
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| Pair of Dellows waiting to be used for what they were made for. |
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| Another valiant hero. Francis Barnett Falcon. In fact there are a pair of them ride together. |
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| A further pair to be saluted. There are two 1920's Trojan two stroke cars normally enter. They are standard save for upgraded lights and lowered gearing. |
With time to spare the points were checked and the spark plug examined. All looked to be in Bristol fashion and starting and running seemed improved. I did the driving test at Sparkford. It went well but then the bike was hard to start after.
Riding on to Windwhistle Restart Test the misfire got work and the bike had to be revved or it would die. By this point I was wondering if my alternator was keeping up with draw from the lights but stopping the engine the battery was still up and the lights good. I wondered about a fuel blockage...
Hit the start line for the restart test and the bike died. Terminally. It was on a steep and narrow hill with a long queue behind. Matt and Dan went ahead as there was nowhere to wait. I kicked the bike aimlessly for ten odd minutes on the verge before giving up through exhaustion of body and spirit. There was nothing to do but push the bike back down the hill and as it happened back up the next until I could find somewhere to work on it. By this time it was somewhere around one am. Out came the headtorch and tools and on with a carb strip. Carb back together fitfteen minutes later and no improvement. Hmm... how about that sparkplug? I changed it and it was perfect. Should have gone with gut instinct straight away.
On with the show. Restart test no problem. Next section. Underdown II. Much queuing, Class O section was abandoned due to the extremely muddy conditions. I queued for a long time to get to the section. I was waved on past it. I did a circle and queued through again. This time I did the section and got up ok. Next Normans Hump. Gave Matt and Dan a call. Was catching up nicely. Normans Hump was rather difficult, very muddy and on a slightly overgeared and underpowered for purpose Brit bike it was hard work. With a lot of revving and wheel spinning to keep the motor in its sweet spot I made it to the restart box. Stopping at the restart was a mistake. No way could I get traction again. The clutch overheated and that was it. I had to manhandle the bike around and back down the hill. Next hill was Clinton and I got up ok but with a couple of footings.
Coming off the tracks from Clinton and back on to the road I realised I had a front puncture. Now four am. Nothing to do but have a crack at repairing it. Bike covered in mud. No centre stand. On a hill and in the dark. Still, got a new tube in, pumped it up and down it went again. Extreme exhaustion and a considerable degree of demoralisation followed. A pair of gents in a Dellow let me inflate from their airline and I resolved to try to make it to the closest service station before the tyre flattened once more.
I got to Tower Services in Seaton just as they were opening at six thirty am. Food and liquid restored me somewhat. Called up my recovery service and hoped they would come out and bring a tube. Two hours later nothing so I called. Apparently no fix, no help but a recovery lorry was on its way. A bit infuriating as by this time the local bike shop would have been open. I could have fixed the problem, skipped a few sections and carried on. Still, bed and a shower did seem appealling. The guys at the service station were fantastic as were numerous locals, interested in the bike, free coffee, a chair to sit on whilst waiting and one guy from up the road even brought me down a bacon sarnie.
So, that's the tale of woe. One of those, why do I do this? Never again days. But by Sunday I was plotting changes to the bike, rueing on my bad luck and thinking about the next one...
Monday, January 7, 2013
The Scoo-ped 'tempts' teenagers...
Not my normal thing to blog a copy of a magazine article but this snippet from Scooter World February 1959 is a gem.
When you consider that this awful bicycle encased in a fibre glass body apparently modelled on a childrens' fairground ride was up against the mighty NSU Quickly and Mobylette then it is small wonder the British two-wheeler industry hit the doldrums. The 49cc Trojan motor was hardly a power house when used as a cyclemotor attachment but when hindered by several pounds of fibreglass encumbrance it would have truly met its match when put up against the skin of a rice pudding.. When a manufacturer promotes the lack of gears as 'What isn't there can't go wrong' then something truly is wrong.
I'd never heard of the Scoo-ped before seeing this and there's no mention on the web anywhere else so it is to be imagined that buyers didn't turn up in droves and very few were produced. Perhaps this happy family out on a promotional assignment are representing the complete production run.
When you consider that this awful bicycle encased in a fibre glass body apparently modelled on a childrens' fairground ride was up against the mighty NSU Quickly and Mobylette then it is small wonder the British two-wheeler industry hit the doldrums. The 49cc Trojan motor was hardly a power house when used as a cyclemotor attachment but when hindered by several pounds of fibreglass encumbrance it would have truly met its match when put up against the skin of a rice pudding.. When a manufacturer promotes the lack of gears as 'What isn't there can't go wrong' then something truly is wrong.
I'd never heard of the Scoo-ped before seeing this and there's no mention on the web anywhere else so it is to be imagined that buyers didn't turn up in droves and very few were produced. Perhaps this happy family out on a promotional assignment are representing the complete production run.
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| Happy model family out on a Scoo-ped outing. Click to enlarge. |
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Sturminster Newton New Years Day run
New Years Day morning was greeted by an unfamiliar yellow disc in the sky giving out light and warmth. A good few weeks since it had last made it presence felt. Going from not particularly looking forward to the inaugural ride of the year imagining it would be a damp plod through sodden misery all suddenly looked rosy in the world.
Round these parts the traditional thing to do for retro petrolheads is the New Years gathering at Sturminster Newton in aid of the Air Ambulance. There's always a heartening number of folks willing to bring out precious, delicate and exotic machines in the middle of winter.
The bike run follows a different route from the four wheelers and ends up at a different pub but the start point is the same. Bikes set out first but I was keen to see the cars go off so made a delayed start.
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| Detail from a wonderfully paint-free Model T pick up. Check out the blue sky! |
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| Another detail from the Model T. |
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| And here's another detail. Brilliantly matured and preserved. |
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| Noticing a theme here? A penchant for the not quite terminally rusty. The is the rear flank from a late twenties Overland tourer. |
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| Here's self same Overland's front quarter. |
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| Late twenties cammy Velo enjoying the sun. |
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| Triumphs from the late twenties and later thirties. |
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| Great detail period kit in the back of a twenties Renault Torpedo pick up. |
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| Despite the rain letting off in the past couple of days, floods still very much apparent in lower lying areas. |
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| Nicely used pre-war HRD Meteor out and about. |
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Getting ready for the Exeter Trial
Just a couple of days to go now to the Exeter Trial organised by the MCC (link to the right). A few last minute preps to the Bullet. A standard road tank for extra range, an ugly homemade route holder and lots of extra tools, spares and spare tubes and a pump.
Put some miles on it today and all seems well apart from a persistent problem in jumping out of second on the upwards change that no amount of tinkering seems to fix.
So here's crossing fingers that it's not too cold or wet and the bike holds together. We're not in it for medals, just finishing is achievement enough. Pics and post from the event to follow after the weekend....
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