A View from the Group W Bench ~ 183
So it was off to Lommel in Belgium to use up some of my left over Euro’s. Jan Beyers had sent me the address for my satnav so it should Continue Reading
So it was off to Lommel in Belgium to use up some of my left over Euro’s. Jan Beyers had sent me the address for my satnav so it should Continue Reading
Bikers are a generous lot. Strangely so. Perhaps there have been many theses written that link the perceived risk of riding to joie de vivré, and a resultant desire to Continue Reading
The other day I was having a clear out of the bike pictures I keep on my computer, a kind of very early Spring clean ready for next year’s rally Continue Reading
Our man checks out trials school… The verdict? Muddy good. Talk about bike sport and most people think of Rossi or Shakey wrestling a beast round a bit of tarmac Continue Reading
In case you’re wondering, ‘fescue’ is a type of grass, widely used throughout the UK for creating sports turf. Which is sort of appropriate for this feature. For most of Continue Reading
There’s that scene in National Lampoon’s Animal House (1978) where ‘D-Day’ rides through the front door of the frat house, straight up the stairs, parks it and plays William Tell Continue Reading
One of the things I enjoy about riding a blood bike is the dichotomy between it, and ‘normal’ biking. At an objective level – seen from afar – there’s little Continue Reading
What with the lack of vowels in the name, you could be forgiven for thinking that Ischgl is somewhere in Wales. Unfortunately you’ll have to travel a bit further than Continue Reading
Regulars might recall that when I attended the Southern Classic Bike Show in May last year, I rode to Sandown racecourse rather than Kempton Park; well I’ve been back there Continue Reading
Profile of a collision I realise that The Rider’s Digest isn’t only viewed nationally, but here in the UK it’s reached that time of year when the god/goddess of farming Continue Reading
It’s been about a century since the first motorcycle movie, Mabel at the Wheel (1914), hit the screens. And the 60s and 70s spawned a sub-genre of bikesploitation films at Continue Reading
Sometimes I think my life is ruled by synchronicity. Synchronicity is a concept developed by Carl Gustav Jung in the 1920s, although he didn’t devote an entire paper to the Continue Reading
Travel, it’s said, broadens the mind and it’s difficult to imagine how it could fail to do so. Having said that I know there are plenty of tourists who’ve been Continue Reading
1. What was your first motorcycling experience? When I was about eleven years old we went on a family trip to Jersey for a holiday. For some reason my motorcycle-phobic Continue Reading
Saturday It’s happened. Luca at Sondel Sport and Rev’it have all delivered on their promise and I now stand clad head to toe in skintight black leather! It’s a very Continue Reading
Self-flagellation Most discussions about motorcycling are dichotomous. Bikes make sense as efficient personal transport; they don’t congest, are easy to park and they don’t wear out the road. They’re generally Continue Reading
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Boy Biker inspires the next generation I have had the pleasure this month to get involved in a totally different world. Rather than blinging cylinder heads and re-vamping vintage shock Continue Reading
I tried to change the front brake fluid on my lil’Breva Christmas day whilst servicing it but couldn’t get the filler cap screws out. Eventually a couple of weeks ago Continue Reading
Weird place names have always fascinated me. There are thousands throughout the world, such as Ecclefechan in Scotland, Puddledub not far from my previous home, and Pratt’s Bottom in England, Continue Reading
Club-level motorcycle racing has an odd relationship with the media. You’ll see race reports and lists of results, but not much else. Some of it has a regular slot on Continue Reading
It’s the 4th of August and I’m off to the old airfield at South Cerney for the 39th Annual Gloucestershire Steam Extravaganza. I’ve been going to events like these for Continue Reading
With several months’ experience of riding a blood bike behind me now, my perspective has changed a bit – for starters, it brings a whole new meaning to the phrase, Continue Reading
Sunday the 4th August dawned sunny. I rolled the Silver Fox from the garage and my son Anthony brought out his Burgman 400. Together we set off on the A65 Continue Reading