The New And Improved Unofficial R65 Forum V2
General Category => Chit-Chat => Topic started by: skippyc on December 30, 2015, 10:57:01 PM
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Here is another look at the swinging 70s oil skin coat, belstaff pants, leather pants.
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Good golly, Great gear! [smiley=thumbup.gif]
American hipsters, riding the BMW R nineT, would kill for this gear. Goes perfectly well with their puddin' bowl helmet, scarf and RAF goggles. They live and ride among us.
I do confess to having a Belstaff-style fabric jacket that accompanied me and my Penton/KTM on many enduros and X-country races... back in the 70's.
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And I still have a "modern day" puddin' bowl helmet from Davida Engineering complete with matching goggles.
Then there is my set of ventilated leathers from Mike Willis in London. In black of course! They still have the scratch marks from where we touched tarmac on a roundabout south of Perth in Scotland.
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I've got a Burke & Wills (or is that Wills & Burke) oilskin jacket, it my main jacket now. I've got some Outback trou to go with it.
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Everything old is new again.
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Ok, here is my "new" Belstaff jacket and trousers. Somewhere I still have over mitts and boot covers as well. Some of my most memorable rides were on my R100RS in teeming tropical rain, loved that fairing.
I also still have my "old' Belstaff somewhere, I replaced it cause it was a bit beaten up from falling off while trail riding.
My old Belstaff is an original "Trailmaster professional' and my "new' one was made when the Belstaff name was owned by Australia's "Drizabone" concern.
Whilst nothing but NOTHING can ever approach the waterproofing property of a well waxed Belstaff , the problem is you arrive at your destination looking and smelling like a greasy pig.
I did think about de-greasing mine and using the new "space-age' products that Belstaff recommend, but in the end I bought a newfangled amoured mesh jacket and Kevlar jeans. Not even remotely waterproof, but then I try not to ride in the rain these days.
Looking at the the back of the cupboard I see I still have a couple of leather jackets and a pair of leather pants - the racing suit I gave away decades ago. One of my jackets is an Omedi, made in Sydney by a pair of leather tailoring brothers (they also made my first racing suit and I was very glad of it when it sacrificed its life to save mine at Oran Park in 1983). Anyway, going to the Omedi brothers to be measured for or fitted for leathers was a three ring circus, a level of personal service now no longer able to be supported in the Western world.