Strange we were all there and walking past each other, I've no doubt! A trip in the wrong place could drop one onto some very unpleasant sharply pointed - and anciently rusty - agricultural implements. No EHO's in sight, we assume!
I found and passed on a couple of rather tatty Norman twins, an OHV Douglas flat twin and salivated quietly over the Levis WW1 trench generator engine at its fourth Sort Out to my certain knowledge at £400. I'm concerned to find that my perception of this figure is changing ..... There were some well presented ST small engines, one pf which look suspiciously like a engine I've had for thirty odd years and always wondered what it was.
I was severely tempted by a White & Poppe twin cylinder marine engine, a very nice lump from the early years of the last century. I'd guess it was the oldest thing there by ten years. At a tad over two hundred quid it was hardly expensive and if I'd not just irritated Hazel with the Bofors Gun genny, I might have risked it. Not that I could have hauled it away, BMW equipped as I was, but he only lived in Malmsbury thirty miles away. The wrath of the wife and a certain creeping realism that it would take considerable physical effort just to get it under cover stopped me - but I did take its picture so I can share my "What if".
I found a dear little American Forces four stroke fan cooled engine. It is so light I could almost wear it on a thong round me neck or attach it to a belt buckle. He wanted £25 and went down to £18. Made by the aero engine company "Continental", it appears to be unused and apart from silencer and fuel tank is complete.
For me, the find of the day was a 1955 Triumph Tiger 100 engine. It has no internals and has been mounted for display. At the moment I'm just happy to have it and will decide what to do with it later!
- and that was it. I saw few people I know and was away again in a bit over two hours. The BM took me smoothly to Shrewsbury for the society's Spring Training Weekend and so home with food poisoning yesterday afternoon ;o(( All cleared up now ;o))
In spring, a man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of getting his motorcycle on the road!