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few days ago I happened to meet on the street a Moto Guzzi California in beautiful storage conditions.
many memories came to my mind.
The first time I heard about in the early 70s, was from my father.
A friend of his, industrialotto ceramics, had bought one and gave it to had proven fact.
\u0026lt;\u0026lt; ... I felt a beautiful bike, and as powerful as a tank as big as a horse who knows where we go from here>>.
to watch now does not seem so huge, and the evolution has accustomed us to many other dimensions, but the effect is always a powerful motorbike.
and powerful, at least for the time, it was, 55 horses and 181 km / h.

Moto Guzzi went on to win the race issued by the Police in Los Angeles Ca (LAPD) who asked for a bike to pass and maintain a speed of 180 km / h.
To celebrate the historic victory over Harley Davidson and BMW was built version of "California."
Please, I'm not going to angst with a list of the technical characteristics of the motorcycle, just click and you have all the information possible.
remember her in a movie with Clint "Dirty Harry" Eastwood: Magnum Force.

see her mistreated dall'energumeno 44 Magnum with me crying my heart. Besides the good

Clint in a scene trying to put in motion a pedal, a kick pedal the bike has never had.

Despite the dress "cruiser" California has not lost its sporty image of the house and I can assure you that having a garage would make me happy in spite prefer bikes leaner and lighter.
Low, long, sinuous sensuality. I
no coincidence Cristina Fabris, known erotic comic artist, chose her when he realized the tables for the magazine Moto Special.

manubrione The Bull horn, the two-tone saddle, the only instrumentation with tachometer cromatissimo entered in the imagination collective.
though I were sitting for a drink in good company in a bar across the road waiting to travel all night waiting for dawn I do not want anything else that she parked waiting for me.
The large seat is quite comfortable for two and, for once, it may be desirable to have a zavorrina on board. While I'm

to turn them around, immersed in memories, here comes the owner.

It 's a professor I know, Moto Guzzi to the core.

Me tells the story.

A person who knows the held firm for years has donated it to him in the garage and in the condition in which he is, knowing that would treat her with the respect due to rank.
I congratulate him, but goddammit, ste barrel c. .. excuse me, good luck to others ... they always?

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The shutter



'll tell you a story of Bonnet Street. Everything, even the most trivial, it becomes more fun and folk if contextualized in that house. It will be the dust that seems has a life of its own, it will be for the stupidity of us live, it will be for the bad luck that surrounds us, who knows? Only regret that in this story there is the Maine, a refugee in the land of Como, but I'm sure will have its chances in the future, and imagine that they do not come out like a rubrichetta (such as "The Amazing Adventures of those Via Bonnet ") to make you laugh with us. Or one of us, but in the end, what's the difference?
all begins in the morning. I wake up to fatigue, hurry up my little things (do not think evil, apart from the chamber plagued horrendous farts do not) and I am going to raise the shutter of my door window to admire the wonderful view of Milan and the view from my room that gives me: fog almost comparable to that of Cremona (which is saying something!) and abandoned skyscrapers that hold some kind of secret. Ah, the blind. For months it's there and there to give up, the bastard, all frayed and about to give way. It chose to do just this morning to no avail my watery eyes and curses out of my mouth, like smog natural Milan. The strap is broken and the shutter collapses with a loud crash and the bottom of the belt is still one of my hands and when I let it go as quick as it envelops the language of a camaleon. The puff of dust coming out from the slot that you take away the belt knows so much about taking the piss. Damn blind!
When a day starts badly but almost immediately you see the image of the broken belt sucked into the wall is not nothing compared to the horrible sight that I expected a little later. I'm heading to the station to take the metro Pt Garibaldi as every morning I walk past the newsstand recently opened Hollywood and I feel pretty much in front of the newspaper that reads: "Hello Fabrizio." I am passing a horrible person dressed as a gypsy circus and he is again: Fabrizio Corona. Again because it is already the second time I see him and, as it may seem incredible to some people, it is not exactly the kind of VIP I like to meet under my house in the morning. Clothing
Corona (freely inspired by http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AEM4Wn05lSY): purple hair band in the '80s style, complete with plush black crown logo on the back, leggings for men; purple socks pulled up to mid-calf. I limit myself to a quiet "Oh my god."
Fortunately, in my case, not a good morning starts in the morning otherwise proceeding with the pace of the first half hour of the day I would end up in a mental hospital. Nothing to report for work, arrives in the evening and return home ready to face the damn shutter. The preparation during the day was careful and meticulous, surrounded by video and online tutorials to address the problem. I bought the belt and parts are ready, together with the Garo and Gio
The video I saw on Youtube lasted about 3:40 and it was a single person; c'abbiamo put us an hour and a half and there were three. In short, statistics is not exciting, but eventually, in a thousand curses and insults, we brought home the result. The curses were not just related to the shutter and the belt, we also had to completely dismantle after an initial installation wrong, but I also came as a natural reaction to the syndrome of Sampdoria, namely that viziaccio that my favorite team to be recovered more than 90 '.
And it thus created an amazing parallel between the shutter repair and game Italian Cup: first a lot of good work to remove the broken belt and roll across the avvorgibile around what Giò a defined-perhaps all-too-touch "the mast of a ship of 700" (and hence the parallelism is Samp has the advantage of a good part of the game), then the consciousness of having made a mistake and having to start all over again (and this is the tie Udinese), then still do not understand a shit of how to get started, though with the 'roll-wrapped or not (and here is the pecking Samp 2 to 1 in extra time away and see the qualification), then you can adjust the shutter (Samp tie), then the difficulties with the spring to wrap the strap and finally win (lottery Samp and rigors of success). What an effort boys!
the evening but we tested the hard work of Gio (???) engineering and Garo who repaired a water pipe of the latter replacing the boiler broke up with a complex composite structure consisting of a bottle of milk and tea . An unwatchable stuff but strangely functional. Via Bonnet-style ;-)

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Wow, the last post on my blog is dated July 9. More than six months ago!
Ok, I admit that I suck as a blogger lately. One time I was an avid writer of my adventures and my experiences, but now I'm a big job (though some to the contrary), and then I find little time and little desire to write something in particular. No shortage of ideas, I often say, "Here's something interesting to post on the blog!" but then, like a good bum that I am, change my mind and I devote myself to work much more useful and profitable for the soul, which fuck up hattrick or facebook. I suck me alone, do not need to bother you.
Now I wait for the thankless task of synthesizing 6 months of life in a few lines, by a method already used in the past. Six months of life, as it can be flat, they are still a lot to say, and my life is not at all flat! So we begin this great synthesis, which probably forget millemila things anyway. Try to resist, will be only 220 words! We were left at the Heineken Jammin Festival, we take from there ...
HJF. Fainting. Flood. Work. Euroleasing. BPM. Holidays. Mirapuri. Spirit Of Woodstock. Vortex None. Fattanza. Milano.Croazia taken home. Porec. Rovinj. Pula. Amnesia continues. Ariadne's infinite patience with me. Release of stress. Relax. Back from holiday. Recovery of lost memory. First week in Milan. Devastating loneliness. Corso Como and Porta Garibaldi. Dust. Mobile family. Arrival of the housemates. Cremo (temporary), Garo, Thu and Maina. Birthday Ari. Wet barbecue, grilled lucky. Assistant to support young women getting drunk. Cohabitation. Written on the walls. Curses, belches and farts. Travel abroad. Romania, Bucharest. Paid a pittance. Luxury hotel. Do the ladies in cool restaurants with 10 €. Birthday at the Cove. Nero d'Avola and wigs deficient. Garo from the best. Cool. Trip to Berlin. Review the "my" city of lovers. In the cold. Snow. Christmas markets. Meeting and Mas. Italian Eating well in Germany. Return and fog. After dinner in a quiet street Bonnet. Do not sleep and go to work. Miki's graduation party. Dying from sleep. Christmas Eve uncles. Claudio the provocateur and the controversy of the SUV. Misunderstandings continue with close relatives. Last days of the year. Eating to bursting. Last year in Bassano del Grappa. Fattanza and eat to break out again. Three days on the snow. Teaching to make a snow Lukish.
Ok, I would say that as a synthesis may be sufficient, indeed, I was too short. Best for you.
the next. I swear that I will try to write at more narrow from now on ;-)

ps: the title in conjunction with those of Bonnet Street.

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Views, oversights and already seen the Bike Expo '

already seen: Waltzwerk ASCARI 1000.
Excellent processing on a Ducati; pretty aggressive and dearest.
components of great value and unloading copied - no, more inspired - by the creatures of Radical Ducati ... or is it the opposite?

View: Buell X1
resolution of the unresolved part of the bike Eng. Erik: the tail. Processing
light and tasteful.

Oversight: BUELL 1125 R
The attempt, however, failed (unfortunately) by the Engineer to equip their bikes with an engine up to the chassis: the V2 of Helicon Sachs .
had put in the last row, away and slightly dusty.
What a pity!
Fixed some stylistic imbalance could have been one of the best bikes on the market.
Harley Mom did not like.
End of game, my engineer.

View: BUELL X1

Another interpretation of the last Buell tube frame. Both

"custom" in the painting, the intake ducts of the carburetor so as polished aluminum and chrome.

sinuous and haunting the exhaust manifolds.

View: Honda CBX 1000 LAMB ENGINEERING

even more flavor "custom" in this queen of the 80s. Honda Motor

Six, fork quadrilateral deformable VFR swingarm, the polished aluminum and some fall style (instrumental).

Absolutely beautiful!

View: MOTO GUZZI SP 1000 by Pino Zanirato
The old V Cross Round Heads always makes her figure.
heavy processing that has distorted the essence of the SP. He spoke on everything
leaving intact the recognition Guzzi: suspension (fine but not the latest generation), rims, carburetors (two fine instead of the original PHBH PHF), collectors and exhaust, tank, seat and windshield.
a great job.

Oversight: TRIUMPH SPEED TRIPLE Roadster

bad I put this motion to illustrate what NOT to do when you approach the tuning.

Yes, I watch more and more I feel bad.

Meditate, tuner or aspiring ... metido.

View: SUZUKI Supermono by Luca Angiolina
How to restore dignity to an operation conducted with a light hand and inspired by a 1985 motorcycle class. Twenty-five years brought to
great.
add a "Superlight" to Supermono.
imagine it on a curvy mountain road to beat the multi-cylinder sports.

already seen: The KENT Roberto Totti
pure exercise in style.
"When the bikes were not plastic Totti writes on his blog.
agree with him.

View: TRIUMPH BONNEVILLE CAFE '

livery for this evocative modern Bonnie.

so hot polished aluminum, and sometimes two in one hole on the case to dream of being on the square ACE cafe '.

Nostalgia rogue.

View: TRIPLE TRIUMPH Special
I have no notes on this bike which, nose, she seems a creation by Roberto Totti. Miss
that is straddling the other hand was definitely the prettiest of the Expo '... and he knew of it.
Congratulations also to Mrs. Ma.

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Sunday January 16, 2011


What great day!
seems to be in the spring.
The sky is clear, the light beam and the air smells of damp earth. The
General Winter seems to have temporarily put on leave.
Oh, I know that will not surrender without a fight but in the meantime I'm enjoying what Heaven sends us.
I had thought to enjoy the wonderful weather in some other way but unfortunately a series of setbacks forced me to change the program.
I learned that in the end things always go as they must go, well, I will make a virtue of necessity and I dedicate to my bike.
Porto in the garden and try to start the VFR.
Nothing to do, is stopped by a couple of months and does not want to leave.
I left open the fuel tap and probably have soiled the candles.
I hope I do not have to curse in Aramaic archaic to disassemble and clean.
The V configuration of the engine while you combine the shot low to the elongation of the four-cylinder, forced to remove the other half bikes, including the radiator, access to the two front spark plugs.
connect the battery to the machine, I insist a little 'and the late start.
mumbles a bit, sfumacchia black tailpipe outgassing first but then begins to turn full and dense as ever.
uFFFF ... it went well.
helmet, jacket and gloves and I set out for a spin.
January 16, I think it's a record for the first exit.
The air is warm, do not even need to cover that much.
walker for about thirty miles, there is no need to take it longer, but I really enjoy it. After returning from studying
step where you parked the Guzzi, Penny for friends.
diminutive of Penelope.
He called it one of my friends and I like the name.

been years since we work on, I want to create a unique bike, beautiful ... I do not know if this will ever end I put in front of the desk.

Every time I lift my eyes and I guess I look at something new, special, unique. Bike

work is never done ... maybe.

Meanwhile I align the front wheel of the BMW last the turner I gave the aluminum plates that serve to adapt the Nissin four-piston to the attacks of Marzocchi.

I already replaced the original records of 240 with a pair of semi-floating 300 taken from a Monster.

Perfect!

I worked hard to gauge and CAD, but everything goes on as it should.

The BMW I finish it soon, I promise if and when my son decides to take the license.

At first glance I thought the tank of a R100, but then I fell in love with the elegant simplicity of the 500 Rennsport Zeller.

Among the junk in my garage there is an old tank from the resin in a very similar format to that of the Rennsport.

The tank used on the track, it was damaged by a fall.

Well, I'll make a copy.

I get along quite well with the fiberglass.

I had already patched and painted with a primer that starts to create the counter.

lay the release and apply the resin

I think something good will come of it.

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old glory at the Bike Expo '

continue to publish photos of the Bike Expo '2010.
Among the new proposals, the elaboration and extravagance typical of this event there was a section devoted to old glories, those that bring the lucciconi eyes and report to an era now past. That heroic
motorcycle, racing with a bowl on his head in circuits without escape routes where errors were paid with the skin of circuits famous for their spectacular and dangerous.
applies throughout the Isle of Man Tourist Trophy
Geoff Duke, Mike Hailwood, Joey Dunlop, Giacomo Agostini, Phil Read, John Surtees ... names of law entered into legend.
But let the bikes on display starting with Her Majesty the Norton Manx, the bike by far the most victories to his credit, the longest, the one built into many pieces.

exposed

That is, a nose, a 500 "short stroke" in production since 1954 and equipped with the legendary Featherbed frame and fork as mythical Roadholder.

The elegance of this queen is undeniable in it were inspired by the Cafe Racer of the Ton Up Boys, who, with the nail of leather, set off from the square at the Ace Cafe and went to crash into the gates of the North Circular . There was the BSA

Godstar, "Goldie" for friends.
What about this bike?

E 'was the most desired by a couple of generations because of its power and its beauty.
A bike race disguised as a road and almost never used for tourism.
A powerful engine, grumpy and with a period of very limited use to have relegated to a purely sporting use so it is difficult to find some absolutely original.
Moreover, the BSA itself markets a range of racing accessories and upgrade kits.
There was the Triumph Trident.
The swan song of the English motorcycle industry.

A sports bike with a prize list of all respect.

E 'has long been the bike to beat, led by people like Walter Villa, in the endurance races thanks to the influence of Bepi Koelliker who had managed, in defiance of regulations, to impose "illegal" as the high frame and disc brakes.

My bike is for passionaccia largely due to a Trident with three purple and one in the seat "clubman" who ran around with his deep voice hoarse in the streets of my country.
worthy competitor of the Trident was the Laverda SFC.

This specimen trimmed for endurance with external Faroni Cibie is a real low blow.
The "orange" was a myth for people like me who has lived the epic of endurance racing.
We wanted liver and testes to take it to the limit ... and a left arm like Popeye to operate the clutch.
SFC stands for Super Competition brakes but it was pure utopia. Until the advent of double
arrest record was really problematic.
The Gilera racing motorcycle racing are in every way and never built the road.
The 500 Four-cylinder, daughter of the Swallow Remor Gianini and sister and four of the MV is a glorious piece of history.

difficult to make a list of all his victories.
Beauty and the graceful twin-cylinder DOHC 175.

A great bike penalized only by the displacement that has relegated to minor events.
seems to see RC 181 500 Hailwood sitting on four cylinders.

Honda was the first bike racing to reach the roof of the 100 hp but had shortcomings cycling insurmountable and even the handle of "Mike the Bike" allowed her to win the world championship.
But some details, assuming that the disks and the shape of the heads and the presence of the starter may be the details, this seems to me rather than a disguised Four original RC 181.
Oh well, these days seem to be at least as important.
Della Paton I wrote something about Lino Tonti but it's always a thrill to find one before.

This then the air experienced a bike that is for real and went for a long time between the curbs.

Step back in time to remember where we came from, without knowing where we are going.