Sunday 31 May 2015

Belated Bike Shed photofest


Lucky to have been at The Bike Shed party last night, thanks to Dutch Von Shed. Ducati UK had six customised Scramblers, the pale blue one built by Alistair Wager of Supermono fame. Mad Max one was unveiled by a couple of bods in welding masks. Hmmmm. Great show, great people, great party.
































I've got the music in me - but the Laverda SFC is long gone


Had a fine time at the Concert at the King’s in All Cannings yesterday, the village I grew up in in the 1970s. This is the fourth year it's been organised by Andy Scott of the Sweet, who lives in the village, to raise funds for cancer charities after he was diagnosed with prostate cancer. The village was very different back when I was a boy with four working farms, and the only time I was allowed in the pub was to top up my Grandmother’s plastic sherry barrel. But I still live nearby, and love this part of the world. The older lads in the village gave me a taste for the motorbikes of the era, and one of their crew now edits Classic Bike. But the guy who really lit my fire was Bob Hill when he bought a Laverda SFC - for European touring. Sadly it's long gone, first replaced by a more lady friend-friendly Guzzi T3. Bob's still got a bike nand the same wife who travelled on theT3, so you have to say he made the right call. The story of his SFC and my epiphany was in Benzina #1  

Anyway, eclectic line up included the Animals, Lindisfarne, Howards Jones, Sweet (of course) and a magnificent set by Squeeze. All introduced by Johnnie Walker, and supported by newcomers. Tons of food options, well organised bars (with a special Concert real ale by Wadworth's) and a great atmosphere. Even the car parking was something most race organisers could learn from. And sorry the puc of Squeeze is rubbish, but it was dark, and very crowded down at the front



 

Sunday 3 May 2015

Geoff Duke OBE; four lasting legacies


 
So RIP Geoff Duke. While others will speak more eloquently than me of his racing success, it's his inspiration to others that I most admire. In the words of Bruce Springsteen - not a bad touchstone to live your life by - champions come on go. But here are four lasting legacies.

1 - he taught the Italians that motorcycles need to handle as well as be powerful.

We take this for granted, and even that Italian motorcycles are often faster point-to-point than more powerful rivals. But when Geoff Duke arrived at Gilera he found a motorcycle that prized straight line speed at the expense of all else. Using the skill sets he'd absorbed from Rex McCandless at Norton, Duke soon tamed the wayward big four into a motorcycle that could beat all-comers on the straights and even catch them in the corners.

2 - he inspired Massimo Tamburini

As a young man Massimo Tamburini had his hair cut in Rimini by a motorcycle racing fan who had pictures all over the wall of Duke racing the big Gilera. He would explain to Massimo how Duke had taught the Gilera racing team the importance of balance in motorcycle design, ideas that came through loud and clear when Massimo founded Bimota . Anyone who's ridden - or even seen - a Bimota or Ducati 916 can appreciate these virtues learned from Duke - albeit via an Italian barber.

3 - he invented racing leathers.

Before Geoff Duke, race wear was pretty much a Belstaff Trialmaster two-piece waxed cotton affair - and these were the days before they were Hipster must-haves. Duke had his tailor - yes, he had a tailor! - run up the first set of one piece leathers, and when everyone else realised how much more speed and protection they offered, almost overnight Duke's innovation became ubiquitous
 
4 - he founded Duke video.

In a world of four TV channels, motorcycle racing on the box was limited to the British Grand Prix and some scrambling on ITV's World of Sport. With Duke video suddenly we could watch motorcycle racing and history any time we wanted. Even in today's multi-platform media there's still a place for a Duke DVD in every motorcyclist's treasure chest. After all, as Bruce Springsteen puts it - 57 channels and nothin' on.