ADVENTURES ON TWO WHEELS- BACK IN THE DREAMTIME.

Way back in 1976 I took some time off work to ride a bicycle around England and part of Wales.  As a boy, like every other kid, I rode a push everywhere and read about bikes and bike racing, especially the Tour de France.

Somewhere along the line I read about a bloke named Monty Young who had a bike shop called Condor Cycles, just out of London. Monty made bikes to measure, loved using Reynolds 531 tubing on his touring bikes and was strongly committed to Campagnolo equipment for fit out.

As a consequence, on arriving in London I headed straight to Condor Cycles, met Monty, got measured and waited patiently until my orange coloured Condor Cycles fully equipped by Campag was ready to roll.

I’ll save writing about the great cycle tour of England and Wales to another day but suffice to say that my Condor committed me to top line bicycle ownership that still exists today.

A blog or so ago I mentioned having three racing bikes stored away here at Cassa Creakingbones that had been joined by a friend’s collection of similar style bikes for safe keeping.

Storing his great bikes next to mine took my thoughts back to the days when I was a member of the Sydney Cycling Club, trained every day of the week by riding my bike to work in the City, did laps of Sydney’s Centennial Park with other club members  before and after work and either raced or toured on weekends.

Now being committed to cycling and having a commitment to top line equipment meant having a bike for every occasion.

This meant one for general training, one for criterium racing, one for general road races, one for touring, and one for the ‘ mine’s better than yours’ category.

Now I should mention that SWMBO was equally into cycling and  possessed a similar number of machines.

Oh, and I should mention that we also added two mountain bikes to our collection but our love affair with them was short lived. That’s another story for another time.

Our garage had no room for our motor vehicle as we had thirteen, not a typo, thirteen fully equipped bikes hanging there. Mine on one side, SWMBO’s on the other.

Now each bike required its own special range of wheels and tyres, tailored for different events so we had at least ten spare wheels on hand, just in case. Then of course there were the Campagnolo spare parts, specialised tools, lycra outfits, special shoes, eventually a range of helmets and every gadget you could possibly imagine.

Now way back then it was difficult to find decent wet weather gear so SWMBO decided to go into the manufacturing of wet weather bicycle clothing.

If I remember correctly, at the time I was researching bicycle tyre life and a range of other cycling issues so  we registered the business name, ‘ Australian Bicycle Research Centre’.

We didn’t stay in business long but that too is a story for another time.

Here’s an image of my side of the garage:

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THE PINK FRAME BELONGS TO SWMBO
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HANGING SAFELY OUT OF THE WAY

Now as I wrote, different bicycles brands and styles suite different purposes and here are some examples from my collection:BICYCLES001 COPY 2

A LADIES TOP LINE COLUMBUS TUBE CAMPAG EQUIPPED CINELLI.

This beautiful pink Cinelli was given to SWMBO by the owner of one of Sydney’s biggest bike shops in appreciation of the exclusive clothing she supplied to his store. He also gave her a made to measure pink lycra outfit to wear when out on the bike.

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ONE OF A KIND

Now for riding in criteriums I chose a short wheelbase Alan aluminium frame with all tubes glued and screwed into the lugs. Campag equipped of course.

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LIGHT, RIGID, FAST AND EXTREMELY MANOEUVERABLE.

Then came my first Colnago, a beautiful Italian cycle constructed from double butted Columbus tubing. A superb road racing machine:

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COLNAGO, WHAT A RIDE.

Later on I added a Colnago Master to my collection. It actually was supplied with colour matched cycling shoes. Talk about ‘mine’s better than yours’.  Sadly I can’t find a photo of the great bike.

There I added a Gios Turino to the collection, a versatile machine, suitable for some criterium circuits but also for general road racing.

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A GREAT ALL ROUNDER.

For touring, nothing matched my tailor made Condor. It had bar end shifters, wide range gearing, oversized cranks to allow greater pedal pressure, Brooks leather saddle, front and rear racks and, shocking for a purist, mudguards. Unheard of for a top the range bicycle. REYNOLDS 531 double butted tubing of course and all Campagnolo running gear.

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MY BELOVED CONDOR.

My overall commitment is to Colnago frames but as I’ve said, I was prepared to ride other brands for special events. Not so SWMBO.

SWMBO is a rusted on fan of Cinelli, a prestigious Italian bicycle. Campagnolo  Super record equipped of course. Here is another of her Cinellis, a specialised road racing machine  which remains in her possession:

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SWMBO’S SECOND CINELLI.

We put our cycles to good use, enjoyed our time with the Sydney Cycling Club, spent time on the Committee and represented the club in races here and there.

I raced in the Goulburn to Liverpool Cycle classic and other races around the State from 1982 through to 1988. Was I successful? Never . One one occasion in a two day event, I actually finished in 6th place but no one from the club saw me finish. They were all waiting for the last stragglers to cross the line, my usual finishing space.

Over the years SWMBO and I did some great tours and they will be the subject of some later writings.

Hoo roo for now

 

 

 

 

DRAMA ON THE GOLF COURSE.

It’s not often that you see hostilities break out between two birds on a golf course.

Between blokes, possible, but birds, never.

The Rules of Golf as approved by The Royal and Ancient Golf Club of St Andrews, Scotland and the United States Golf Association are quite clear where it comes to behaviour on the course.

Section 1 of the Rules covers Courtesy on the Course under the title of ETIQUETTE.

The first two Rules under Section 1 are Safety followed by Consideration of Other Players.

I was on my local course last Wednesday and I observed a significant breach of of the first two rules under Section 1.

From where I was positioned I could see that a small area near the river was occupied by two participants, obviously vying for space.

As I watched I saw the smaller of the two approach the other in what I can only describe as a ‘sneaky fashion’.  No words were exchanged but I could see that the body language of both was anything but friendly.

The space between the two increased suddenly and it seemed that all was well between them.

How wrong I was in my assumption.

From my vantage point I noticed that one had its back to the other. Immediately the smaller approached in a covert manner and appeared to accost the other.

This produced an immediate and hostile response, causing the offender to beat an immediate and rapid retreat.

Fortunately I had my camera close at hand as I had recorded an image of both protagonists for information the Club Committee should  evidence be required at any forthcoming inquiry under the terms of Section 1 of The Rules of Golf.

This meant that I was able to record the moment hostilities broke out between the two.

I’ve discussed my observations of the significant breach of Section 1 of the Rules of Golf with numerous golfers but on their considered advice I have decided to take the matter no further.

For your edification here are the images I made of this deplorable incident.

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OFFENDER NUMBER 1 – WILLY WAGTAIL.
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OFFENDER NUMBER 2 – MAPIE.
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OUTBREAK OF HOSTILITIES.

Hoo roo for now.

 

 

 

MAN CAVE.

Back in July 2017 when I took delivery of my new Harley I was looking forward to clocking up thousands of HOG miles in the way I used to.

As fate would have it, that was not to be. Poor health and a few other issues, including the weather have kept me off the bike and I’ve only racked up 470 klms or about 292 miles. Just not good enough.

My new machine hasn’t been neglected though.

Seeing my mate’s Aladdin’s Cave made me think about creating my own Man’s Cave in which to store the Harley and the idea is finally becoming a reality.

There is a long way to go, with a wet bar , a couch, a TV, a stereo and sliding glass french doors leading to the outside with a covered patio and BBQ. Really, that’s a long, long, long way to go. Wishful thinking on my part really.

However, the FLSS fits nicely on its carpet square, adjacent to the compressor and a small cupboard containing cleaning gear and other Harley bits and pieces. I was able to fit in a book case too with a shelf reserved for Harley paraphernalia.

I was able to scrounge a coat rack too upon which I’ve hung my jackets and vests.

With the locking ring securely bolted to the floor and the space alarmed, I can securely leave the bike safely stored and out of harm’s way.

Now it’s widely acknowledged that there are many Harley detractors around the place here in The Land Down Under who crack the usual jokes about Harleys, Utes and Cattle Dogs. I don’t have a ute or a cattle dog but I do have a full set of Stanley sockets, spanners and the works stored away in their bright yellow carry case. I included it in the image so detractors will see I am prepared for any eventuality.

I couldn’t resist taking a photo of my baby safely snoozing in its new home.

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HOME SWEET HOME.

Hoo roo for now

 

ALADDIN’S CAVE

For a few months now the bones have certainly been creaking and combined with a couple of other issues, I’ve been keeping well clear of my keyboard.

That’s not to say that I’ve been sitting idle. Far from it. In fact I would now qualify as a full trained furniture/carton removalist.

How so you may ask? Simple really. A mate has had to move house and asked if I could help him move and store some of his hobby gear until he resettled. Mates are mates so of course I agreed.

It was only then that I was admitted to his hobby room.

Now I already qualify for admittance to the Bower Bird Bloke(BBB) category. I can’t get rid of anything. However I’ve never seen a hobby room packed like my mate’s.

Have a look at this photo:

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FLOOR TO CEILING UNOPENED BOXES AND OTHER ASSORTED GOODIES.

After I’d recovered from my shock he took me into the shed and there were five other cardboard boxes, all stuffed with more of his model collection.

I couldn’t resist another photo:

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JUST FIVE MORE CARTONS.

Over time it all migrated to Casa Creakingbones and is yet to find a resting place. Locating a spot is proving to be a little difficult because his ‘stuff’ is increasing in volume.  He discovered that his furniture had to find a temporary hiding place too so mates being mates, Casa Creakingbones is also the temporary repository of a bedroom suite, a lounge suite, a dining room suite plus a kitchen table and chairs. Oh, and the lawnmower and all the garden tools.

Silly me, I forgot to mention his five racing bikes and assorted wheels. They actually fit in well beside my three racing bikes, spare wheels and other cycling paraphernalia.

Back in the day when I was racing there were thirteen, not a typo, bikes hanging in the garage. Only ten of them were mine, the other three belonged to SWMBO who also held a Cycling NSW Race Licence. That’s a story for another day.

Hoo roo for now.