Thursday, December 15, 2011

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Braver...Faster...Closer...


There's not another place on this planet that you can do something like this while racing against the clock. It's Motorcycle Mecca, it's the Isle of Man. One Step Closer and some do break...
 Guy Martin talks all about it in his documentary Closer to the Edge. Put it on your Wish List, it's on mine.


Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Throttle Hand

Fly-by-wire or just a good old hand job? you choose...

Head ACHE!

Ouch!!

via:longroadtonowhere

Monday, November 7, 2011

Layla: The RD Story












Bought this bike to go fast. And it looks like it does. Hell it really.
The bike's running with raised ports, RDDreams Digital CDI, RDD carbon fibre reeds, and a whole bunch of other goodies. All aluminium bits (rearsets, fork brace, filler cap and the like) built at home.
This bike used to look like this... Until a friend told me to get the cycle parts sorted :)



Thursday, October 27, 2011

A Stitch in time...


The things you find walking down an old French colony in India is priceless. An old Singer machine is one of them, other treasures are best left secret.

Running on a dream

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Friday, August 5, 2011

Random thoughts #64

A Misconception with many that gives one a false sense of 'Brightness'

Wrench like a Monkey...

...just don't ride like a chimp

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Southern Man

Fuelled by curiosity after 3 hours of Mississippi Burning, here's the Klan captured by none other than LIFE Magazine.

Coloured folk watching Klan arrests in Columbus,NC after a nation-wide crackdown.


A Soviet TV grab of a KKK meeting


"Southern man
better keep your head
Don't forget
what your good book said"




It's clear that the Klan's not dead... Coz that ain't no fancy dress costume


Definitely not just another welcome door awning




"Southern change
gonna come at last
Now your crosses
are burning fast
Southern man


As late as Oct 2007...

Monday, August 1, 2011

Camping at 14,500 feet....


You can feel the cold pierce your bones, the oxygen or lack of, in every breath, but hey there's a roof over your head.

Random thoughts #99