GoFarKid
New Member
This has been a long time coming, but I am going to try and post the story of my rebuilding of an Old friend...
When I was about 16 I bought a 1950s Velo, that my sisters boyfriends father owned. The bike was originally from a motorcycle repair shop that he had, and the velo had been sitting a barn for perhaps 15 years at that point. I cobbled it up, got it on the road, and used it as my every day transport for about 5 years...went to school, to work, all over the UK, and even to the Bol D'or in 1984. Then I got a job, got married, had kids, and 35 years later decided it would be time to take him out of the cardboard boxes, and get him back on the road. Here is the story. I will post a bit at a time.
First off, this is me, with him, and a few mates, a long time ago...in Suffolk, and in France
When I was about 16 I bought a 1950s Velo, that my sisters boyfriends father owned. The bike was originally from a motorcycle repair shop that he had, and the velo had been sitting a barn for perhaps 15 years at that point. I cobbled it up, got it on the road, and used it as my every day transport for about 5 years...went to school, to work, all over the UK, and even to the Bol D'or in 1984. Then I got a job, got married, had kids, and 35 years later decided it would be time to take him out of the cardboard boxes, and get him back on the road. Here is the story. I will post a bit at a time.
First off, this is me, with him, and a few mates, a long time ago...in Suffolk, and in France