Insulating behaviour

My dad used to call it insulting tape. When you see what people hide under it, you can see what he was getting at. This Gilera is supposed to have a ‘mystery’ electrical fault. Mystery it ever worked, more like. (Note: dreaded pre-insulted spade connectors in the background. Two insults for the price of one! These are the electrical components that put the ‘S’ in ‘crimp‘.)

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Who says you can’t tour on a Ducati?

Marble Arch to Arc de Triomphe in 9 hours (including the Channel crossing)?

250mpg (excluding the Channel crossing)?

Bit basic for modern roads, you say?

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Omobono Tenni – our patron saint?

I nearly named this blog after Omobono Tenni (pictured left), but thought better of it. His story is a remarkable one and his hair, having so obviously grown under the influence of a perpetual sou’wester, was so reminiscent of Cornish hedge-top shrubbery that I felt he must surely be the patron saint of Moto Simpatico. But ‘Omobono’ as a blog title? A bit obscure, I thought. Postings by confused and angry U2 fans would surely flood in.

Omobono Tenni’s 24-year racing career straddled the Second World War. He made his debut in 1924 at the age of 19 in a lightweight race at the Circuito del Piave. At first he raced only occasionally, but from 1926 a series of epic home victories and a third place in the 1928 Swiss GP established Tenni’s reputation as a wild and fearless crowd-pleaser and brought him to the attention of the big factories.

Between 1930 and 1933 he rode for a number of marques, including Velocette and Norton. Then, in 1932, he beat Moto Guzzi ace Pietro Ghersi at Rapallo and the following year joined the still-youthful Moto Guzzi factory. With Guzzi he would galvanise his reputation as il diavolo nero and in so doing embarrass and delight we British in our own back yard – the Isle of Man.

In 1934 Tenni became Italy’s national champion and won the Grand Prix of Nations aboard Carlo Guzzi’s brilliantly effective new 500 V twin, the bicilindrica; to all intents and purposes a pair of the immensely successful 250 singles mated at 120 degrees to a common crankcase. The following year Tenni won the Milano-Napoli race on a sprung version of the same bike, running at an average speed of 107kph. The picture above was taken after the Guzzi victory in the 1936 race: Tenni is far right, in braces, with his arm round Giordano Aldrighetti; Guido Corti, far left, has had such a tough race his jumper has been turned inside out, and so very nearly has his right eye.

1935 was also the year Tenni tackled the Isle of Man TT for the first time. He took to it like a duck to water. Cornering his 500 with “mad abandon”, digging chunks out of the scenery as he clipped the hedgerows with his handlebars, and taking to the ditch at high speed down Bray Hill, he left many a hardened TT spectator quite speechless. It was a famously great year for Moto Guzzi on the Island, with Stanley Woods winning both the lightweight race and, in what has come to be thought of as perhaps the greatest TT duel of all time, the senior. After more than three hours of racing, over seven laps of the mountain course (that’s 244.11 miles), just four seconds separated bicilindrica-mounted Woods from Jimmy Guthrie’s Norton. This wasn’t in the script. By the time Woods crossed the line the papers already had their pictures of Guthrie as the smiling victor, and officials were leading the brilliant Scot to the winner’s microphone.

Mussolini’s Abyssinian crisis kept the Guzzi factory too busy on war work to attend the 1936 TT, but in 1937 Tenni returned to make TT history in the lightweight race on his 250. Having slid off at Governors Bridge on the first lap, leaving part of his Guzzi’s exhaust by the roadside, he went on to win the three-and-a-half hour lightweight TT at an average speed of 74.72 mph.

Tenni had become the first non-British rider to win a TT, and, to add insult to injury, he’d done it on board a non-British bike. Tenni became a father for the first time very soon after. Some measure of the significance of the win, both to Tenni and to the Guzzi team as a whole, must surely be evident in the name he chose for his shiny new son. Titino. Poor little chap.

[I am indebted to Mario Colombo’s marvellous book ’80 Years of Moto Guzzi Motorcycles’.]

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Gilera 175 Giubileo Extra

I collected our Gilera the other day. She’s never been registered in this country, but first took to the road in Italy in January 1962. Perky little blighter, isn’t she? Of course the paint and that seat are far from standard, but she’s very solid and complete (including a standard seat base), and will soon look and sound as lovely as she did almost exactly 49 years ago, roaring up the via Roma in Vaprio d’Agogna (an hour or so west of Milan).

The British press loved these Giubileos.  “Anyone used to big singles would be truly at home on this scaled-down Italian” with its plentiful bottom-end torque, “snappy acceleration” and “pleasant temperament”; so said the Motor Cycle in December 1963. She’d cruise all day at 55mph without the need to shift up and down the gearbox to keep the motor singing, and the handling was “everything one might expect from a race-bred lightweight”.

The Motor Cycle tester commented on how attractive these bikes are in their black and cream paintwork. Here’s a lovely Super 202 which shows the colour combination off beautifully.

But it is the quintessentially latin red and white version that most of us instinctively associate with the Italian lightweights of this period.  I wish I could say that opinion round here is evenly divided on this important question – black or red? But, in tending as I do towards the dark side, I find myself in a minority of one. Italian lightweights should be some kind of red, it seems. I don’t doubt for a moment that Gilera sold many more red Giubileos than black. But who was it that said “A slavish consistency is the hobgoblin of small minds”?*

No matter. Practicalities first. I’ll worry about the colour once I’ve cured the misfire.

* Ralph Waldo Emerson, approximately.

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Talking of Spadas …

Of course, this is normally what springs to mind when most of us think of a Guzzi Spada, and this one now resides with us.

These pictures date from 1984 or thereabouts. Sitting astride, ready for the off, is proud new owner Giovanni Ongaro (Gian to his many mates), deeply-missed Guzzi and Alfa guru of West Cornwall. The bike is a Spada Royale, a UK-only limited edition dreamed up by importers Coburn and Hughes to sell their remaining mark 1s to make room for the much-improved mark 2s (or Spada NT as it was known in the UK) soon to arrive from Italy. Fitted panniers, comedy King & Queen seat and a stylish metallic cherry red paint scheme set the Royale apart from a standard bike and raised the price by £500 to £2799.

This bike was arguably the very first Royale. Here it is gracing the Coburn and Hughes stand at London’s 1979 Earls Court bike show and carrying a price tag of £2899.

It might even be the bike that figured in the magazine advert of the time, but more of that on another occasion.

The bike’s fairing had to be replaced quite early in Gian’s 20-year ownership, and if it ever matched the rest of the bike, then it certainly doesn’t now. Where the original Dream Machine paint on the tank, mudguards and side panels still glows, the fairing has turned a flat, dull, inelegant brown.

The tinware still carries its original hand-applied gold pin-stripping, but the three-part fairing has had to make do with stick-on stuff, inexpertly applied.

It would be wrong to over-restore such an otherwise well loved, low mileage and original bike, but I simply canot bear to look at that fairing any longer. It’s new paint and pinstriping will be done lovingly by two of Gian’s old friends and collaborators. All very fitting.

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Guzzi Spadas – cool at last

I love my Spada and I feel a great burden of responsibility to spread the word about what great high mileage, sweet-handling, rain-or-shine, day-in day-out bikes they really are (OK; once you’ve found a way to stop beating your kneecaps on the fairing lowers and have sorted the front forks out). But I am not so smitten that I don’t realise that in some quarters this is the love that dare not speak it’s name. No more! As I suspected all along, beneath the Spada’s plain but functional exterior, like a starlet in a boilersuit, lurks this …

… the TTre. Peachy or what?

Thank you Officine Rossopuro. I can hold my head high once more.

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