I love coffee. As any great lover of coffee will tell you, you have to have the right gear or you won’t get the right coffee. Now personally, I’m a french press man with a penchant for South American 100% arabica coffee..
This is one of those beautiful photographs that no one seems to know anything about, I’m going to go out on a limb and guess Atlantic City boardwalk, mid 1920s.
This is possibly the best shot of Frank I’ve ever seen. If, like me, you’ve ever wondered what it looks like to win at life, now we know.
The Wild One kickstarted a whole generation of motorcyclists, the Triumph that Brando rides in the film is still a hugely popular model for vintage bike enthusiasts.
I don’t know many men who aren’t die hard Star Wars aficionados. In fact come to think of it, I don’t know a single XY chromosome bearer who doesn’t border on the fanatical when it comes to Star Wars appreciation.
When it comes to customising Vincent motorcycles, bike builders have to walk a very, very fine line. One misstep and they’ll have thousands of pitchfork wielding moto-purists beating down their door, baying for blood.
Usually I’m very careful about bold colours, however, I’ve learned the hard way to use brighter colours when it comes to wallets, laptop bags and iPhone/iPad cases. It makes them a lot harder to lose or leave on the backseat of a cab.
There’s something about classic flat tracker motorcycles that makes me deeply happy, the chap in this photograph in the lead is wearing the coolest boots, jacket and helmet I’ve seen in a long while.
Urban parking isn’t anyone’s idea of a good time, though I’m not quite sure if this particular idea is the answer, it certainly is interesting.
Every now and then I like to go and feature a car or motorcycle that’s so radically different from our usual fare that it causes our regular reader’s eyelids to peel off. And so with this in mind, meet the Beatnik Bubbletop.
In 1913 a pair of young boys bought an Indian motorcycle and set out on a road trip from Oklahoma to New York City, they were aged just 13 and 9 so exactly how they could afford the motorcycle is unclear but I think we can all agree that they had very laid back parents.
The Dynasphere was a unique attempt at rethinking the still relatively new concept of personal, motorised transport. And it was insane.
