Classic Bike Guide Magazine November 2018 Edição anterior

NOT OFTEN, IN fact extremely rarely these days, a moment of clarity hits me and the other week I was bludgeoned with said ability to see ahead. You see, I’d looked forward to the coming Saturday with sheer glee – not because of what was planned, but because there was nothing planned. ‘I can spend the day in the workshop tidying, finishing jobs on my bikes and maybe even trying to get some of the cars sorted.’

Strange how a mere day can, in the eyes of an idiot, fit so much work in… This list barely got touched, despite my best intentions. Tidying took the whole time up, because you can only move ‘stuff’ around for so long. It was quite disappointing. But, taking a break with tea in hand and senile cat brushing against leg, I came to the assumption that something drastic had to happen. So I made a more reasonable, more achievable to-do list.

‘What do I really need’ and ‘will I really use it’ was my mantra. Not, as it had previously always been: ‘Well, I’ve had that one for years’. It was really hard, but after some soul-searching and a huge reality check I have decided to sell lots of stuff.

So my Honda Bros, for so long my dream bike, with hours and hours of work in it and hundreds more left for it to even resemble a motorcycle, will go. I have no use for it and with knackered knees, I can’t even get on
the diminutive machine.

The Honda CL350 that would be my trials steed is to go too, as is the K4 racer I was so looking forward to racing. I love building racebikes with all the attention to detail and thinking how to get the best from a bike, but again I’ll never get my leg over it and I underestimated how much money these things cost to build…