Heartland

SINsister wrote:I don't recall mentioning anything about "cheap," hehehe. And I don't think the Japanese make this kind of thing:




*Sigh*

And never for get that this machine is also good for pedicure duties when ridning barefoot. The drivebelt will grind off the horny skin from your left heel. Great!
If it has two wheels, one of these for me, please:

As said elsewhwere I like the cars and machines old..

Wow, what is that, Jumlaut? Me likey!

That´s a H.R.D. Vincent Black Shadow of 1955.
A most ingenoius design.
The Rolls Royce of the 50ies´ motorbikes.

..unfortunately about as expensive as a Rolls today, too..

...of course... *Sigh*

That is a very nice bike

The Vinny is an absolute classic.Nearly as nice as this....


For those who don't know it is a BSA DBD34 (Goldstar).A stunningly beautiful machine but,like the Vincent,a totally impractacle dollop of horse manure.As anyone who has suffered a broken ankle trying to start either of the bastards will tell you.

I've always thought people into Harleys are the same sort of people as those that like football "a bit" always support Man United and people who "quite like a bit of heavy metal" buy Bon jovi records.

The current Forres Taxi is a VW GOLF 1.9 GT TDI 130 hsp

Re the Vincent -

Oh says Red Molly to James "That's a fine motorbike.
A girl could feel special on any such like"
Says James to Red Molly "My hat's off to you
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952.
And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favourite colour scheme"
And he pulled her on behind and down to Boxhill they did ride
Oh says James to Red Molly "Here's a ring for your right hand
But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man.
For I've fought with the law since I was seventeen,
I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine.
Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22
And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you.
And if fate should break my stride
Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride"

"Come down, come down, Red Molly" called Sergeant McRae
"For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery.
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside.
Oh come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside"
When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left
He was running out of road, he was running out of breath
But he smiled to see her cry
He said "I'll give you my Vincent to ride"

Says James "In my opinion, there's nothing in this world
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl.
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeves won't do,
Ah, they don't have a soul like a Vincent 52"
Oh he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
Said "I've got no further use for these.
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome,
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home"
And he gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride.

wild bill buttock wrote:I've always thought people into Harleys are the same sort of people as those that like football "a bit" always support Man United and people who "quite like a bit of heavy metal" buy Bon jovi records.

Blanket statements and stereotypes aren't helpful, though, Mr. Buttock...

Its bloody true though.In all my years on bikes all Harley riders were Hells angels/ backpatch clubbers or schoolteachers/accountants having a middle aged crisis.

wild bill buttock wrote:Its bloody true though.In all my years on bikes all Harley riders were Hells angels/ backpatch clubbers or schoolteachers/accountants having a middle aged crisis.

I love classic and foreign autos and massive muscle cars, huge bikes full of chrome, and crazy-sick bizarro custom choppers that no one could possibly ride safely - all for the aesthetics involved. Shockingly, I'm not a narcissistic rock star or overpaid actor, a drug addict, or "butch". Amazing, innit?

Rossi on a motorbike (moto gp) human and machine in perfect mmmmm

Perfect engineering mm

me and my baby

Awwwww!

SINsister wrote:Awwwww!

Thanx hun roll on the summer fun still in the little coffin box at the mo hugs

Girls like motorcycles and that s a fact!!

mh wrote:A Jet Fighter, on the other hand, now THAT I would take!

You know, I don´t actually mind if it´s a Jet or a Pietenpol

or Cri Cri

As long as the thing gets it´s wheel off the ground for a while..
I´d commit a sin for such a one, though:

But getting one requires committing a larger number of sins, so I´m too morally firm a person to get it, I fear.
During my studies I was working for their german sales office at Hangelar.
At that time the boss of that office made it from near Bonn to Milano in 1h50min..
That´s how even I might get high on speed!

Wow

Someone I know has/had (not entirely sure) one of these:



And someone else one of these



Not bad, though I've only been in the first one yet

Was that Wolfgang Lukas, by any chance?

Edit: by the way: I envy you for having had a ride in a Stearman..
If you enjoy the idea.. Beautyfull planes!

wild bill buttock wrote:Its bloody true though.In all my years on bikes all Harley riders were Hells angels/ backpatch clubbers or schoolteachers/accountants having a middle aged crisis.

...or were me. None of the above - just following the family tradition!
Me old dad always said that he'd never buy "Jap Crap" and that has passed on to me. Who wants a bike that is fast, handles well, stops superbly, is well built, is relatively inexpensive and looks nice? Not me! I'll take a clattering old warhorse like a Harley (which I always view as the 2 wheeled version of my basic old Landy). Handles badly, stops eventually and doesn't go fast enough to kill anything (especially me!).

No comparison between modern bikes and Harleys (which I view as being 2 completely different beasts). I ride my Harley because I love it, I love the chrome, the black paint, the noise, the riding position and the feel of it. I don't ride fast (the Harley won't let me and I've never been a speed freak)

I just do my own thing, I don't mix with the other Harley riders (too much facial hair and way too much lording it over any other make of bike, and too many accountants in the midst of a midlife crisis )

Riding a bike is meant to be fun. End of.
I love riding mine.
Harleys are not for everyone, but my God they are for me!

streamline wrote:Handles badly, stops eventually and doesn't go fast enough to kill anything (especially me!).

You got it juuuuuuuust right.

It also constantly leaks oil.

eotunun wrote:Was that Wolfgang Lukas, by any chance?

Edit: by the way: I envy you for having had a ride in a Stearman..
If you enjoy the idea.. Beautyfull planes!

Fraid not, Vrancken is the owner's name

By the way, when I said I've been in the Stearman, it's really just that, Never had the chance to fly along, the one time I could the weather wasn't good enough

There was a faint chance.. All over Europe, there are less Stearmans than Ferraris in a mid sized town..

They are?

I remember I saw a couple of (three or so) Stearmans together at the time even so I thought they were quite common

Had some lovely pics of the machine somewhere, but can't find them