Extraordinary General Meeting: Saturday 10 September
2016, Anglesey Circuit, Ty Croes.
Attendees:
Swinn
Peter
Brian
The meeting was again poorly
attended and, despite a recent reminder, no apologies had been received. There
being no written constitution, it was unclear whether there were sufficient
attendees for the meeting to be quorate. Peter suggested that his pal Brian be
co-opted as a temporary member in order that business could proceed as planned.
In between talking about
Tridents, C15s and his improving health, the meeting was notionally chaired
by Peter.
Peter had ridden 200 miles
from Lincoln and Brian 220 from Richmond
on their T150v and T160 Triumphs respectively - and used lots of fuel. Swinn
drove 85/115 miles (*see note below) from Chester
in his ancient Nissan Note and used hardly any.
The chosen venue was the annual
Trident/BSA 3 owners rally and trackday where riders who were still stuck in
the 1970’s could both admire and abuse their bikes and boast about how their
engines were now almost oil tight (hundreds of hours/ thousands of pounds later).
Most track riders were at least 70 years old and had invariably ‘put on a bit
of weight’ but were still squeezing themselves into leathers bought some 50
years previously (either that or strutting round in brand new, no expense
spared, made to measure stuff ). Guy Martin made an appearance with his
Wall of Death Triumph and evening entertainment had included a talk (sales
pitch) by a well known motorcycle event organiser keen to promote his new book (ideal
Christmas present).
To mark the 45th Anniversary
of Edale, Peter had chosen to camp this year and suffered lashing rain and gale
force winds on his first two nights at the Circuit. Fortunately his tent was large
enough to get his bike inside and, sedated by fumes of 95 Ron he had slept through
it all. His bike also remained rust-free and its electrics dry. Saturday, the
day of the meeting, was warm and sunny.
A guided tour of his machine took place: lots of impressive clocks showing lots of impressive information,
full Craven luggage, phone-app gps, also his set-up for phone charging. The
latter proved unnecessary due to poor mobile signal at the circuit. A live
demonstration followed with an engine start – albeit accompanied by loud tappet
noises (cold engine apparently). Peter’s tent had a port-cochere (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Porte-coch%C3%A8re) arrangement to
minimise manoeuvring his bike - he could simply ride it in one side and then out
on the opposite.
This year’s theme for Beezumph
was ‘Specials’ and it was clear that Tridents attract a wide range of
enthusiasts willing to spend many hours to develop machines which are ‘better’
than the original. Who would have thought of a v6 for instance?
After a good look round the
paddock and time hanging over the pit wall the meeting closed at around 5pm
when Peter and Brian took their machines to the ‘show and tell’ ring and Swinn
made his way home.
No further meetings prior to
the January AGM were anticipated.
* Swinn’s journey to the
Circuit had not been without its problems. Having enticed him on to the island
and advised him which road to take the lady from gmaps stopped talking.
This was not unusual as she usually only said anything when a change of
direction was required. This went unnoticed by Swinn until he arrived on the
east coast of Anglesey rather than the west.
Disgusted that she had chosen to lead him astray he continued to navigate by compass and glovebox map - which showed only A roads. (There are hardly any
A roads on Anglesey and even fewer signposts).
The 85 mile journey which should have taken 1.5hrs turned into 115 miles and took him well
over 2.
1 comment:
Hi
Accurate and entertaining MOM after the EGM.
The frightening weather forecast for Friday night (50mph winds through the night) did not happen as God is a Triumph rider and the wind / rain stopped at about 11pm - although the band carried on til 12 midnight.
Good to see that ONE member of the Bike71 team remains enthuastic about bikes from '71.
PS what is port-cochere.
Good to see you, Keith.
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