Documenting life during the first attempt at restoring a vintage motorcycle.

Similar to the zen -like feeling that is realized through surfing,
motorcycle repair can elevate the mind to a meditative state that eludes time and space...
Meaning I obsess over it, get frustrated, yell, laugh at myself and overall waste a lot of time.


Age is Just a number... the number 82

82 Year old Ted Fenwick & race partner Geoff Shaw

This article was published a couple weeks ago in the York Press, UK (no, I don't subscribe to the York Press) However I thought it was note worthy, since it shatters my previous perception of the elderly and their "motor-skills"... Especially on a high powered bike.
Ted Fenwick is an 82 year old grandfather from York who smoked the competitors on his 250cc Ducati (mostly all a quarter of his age) in The Isle of Man TT fortnight race, one of the biggest events in the sport. He has been racing for over 58 years and doesn't plan on retiring any time soon. While most octogenarians are simply happy to actually wake up in the morning, Ted's adrenaline rush doesn't come from the bingo table. "I'll keep racing as long as I keep getting up in the morning."
I love how his number is 82... I wonder if he'll get 83 next year? Hey Pfizer, I think you need to drop Bob Dole's Viagra sponsorship for this guy.

Teddy, laying down some rubber at the race
Ted Fenwick in 1960

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