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Friday, September 24, 2010

Through the Mists of Time

BSA Ladies Sports Model Circa 1965

I will ever know how she showed up in Singapore.

A mid '60s Raleigh-made BSA, she was purchased from a fellow collector who had to clear space at home following the dreadful choice given by his wife - either they go, or I do.

Looking carefully for any signs of her origin, the
only certainty was that she is a genuine BSA, and a Raleigh product. The frame serial number is BSA0105, and the faint remnants of the original Original Raleigh Product transfer can be seen on the top tube.

Curiously, this one isn't registered. All bicycles sold in Singapore up till December 1981 had to be registered with the Registrar of Vehicles. In most cases, the serial number, which matches another on a licence plate, was stamped on the front lug, thats missing here.

It is likely that his one could've been used on a British military base, which probably awas exempt from this ruling. Could she have been left behind when the British closed their bases? Or perhaps stolen? We'll never know.

A singlespeed, the freewheel on this graceful bike was manufactured by T.D. Cross and Sons Ltd. from Birmingham, England. The original North Road handlebar was so grimy and rusty, it was replaced by a more recent type. A rear rack was so rusty and beat up I had it removed.
I removed a beautiful, but incorrect and uncomfortable sprung hard plastic saddle (Made in India) and a more correct Raleigh B66 (made by Brooks for Raleigh Industries) was sourced for and installed.

When I first laid eyes on her, I immediately recognised her rarity and wanted her badly - even though she was quite possibly one of the grimiest bikes I've come across. After a partial renovation - involving straightening the rear stays and a dozen coats of wax, she looked much more presentable. A NOS dynamo lamp set and an Apex pump was installed as a finishing touch.



Monday, July 12, 2010

The Ugly Duckling


1971 Raleigh Chopper Sprint GT


A rare bird, she is. Purchased by a fellow collector from an old man, who stubbornly held his price knowing her rarity, this Sprint GT is only one of a handful left in Singapore.

I took a year to complete this refurbishment project. She now has mostly new-old-stock parts - seat, shifter, pedals, crankset, redline tires, front rim, brakes set, re-chromed mudguards and about 25 coats of automotive wax on her frame. A money pit, but it gives me such a kick to know how rare this baby is!

Like in the UK, far fewer Sprint GTs were sold in Singapore compared to the regular Mk1 and Mk2 Choppers. Many had their handlebars swopped out for ape hangers to make them more palatable to buyer. I am lucky the original owners had the good sense to keep the 'rams horn' drop bars!



Monday, July 5, 2010

The Pigeon Lands

Flying Pigeon Light Roadster Model


This lucky Pigeon began life as a humble proletariat steed - and ended up as a gilded lily

Also known as the Light Roadster model of the Flying Pigeon, the QE-23 is the descendent of a post WW2 Chinese copy of a 1920s English sports model bicycle. Made in Tianjin, China, much has been written about Flying Pigeons. Some love it, many loathe it and many, many more just use it.

I bought one in a dingy little shop near Little India, Singapore, for the princely sum of $150. It had a Hockey stick chain cover, and strangely upright handlebars that werent correct in terms of angles - if it was meant to be North Road pattern. The tubing was poor and so the bike 'feel' was most horrible. Compared to even the most humble Raleigh products, the humble Pigeon just didn't feel anywhere as stable. But it was cheap, and it will get its owner from point A to B. This particular one was an export model, arrived in Singapore some years back, and stored in a local warehouse by the shops proprietor - a man well known for hoarding stock.

To replicate the look of the 1960s-1970s patterned Chinese gents bikes, I found and added a full chain cover and the correct handlebars for the period. I also found better quality rubber block pedals and a better bell (the trigger piece of the original one bent with the first ring!). A replica vintage Singapore bicycle licence plate was also installed.


Fully-specced with Sturmey Archer AW3 spd hub, B66, Pashley grips...

At a later stage, I added Pashley rubber grips, a Brooks B66 Saddle and a Sturmey Archer AW hub. Dated 1984, it seemed ideal. An older bystander who saw the hub being tuned uttered "Chong Guo (China) Raleigh!" with a cynical laugh. It was probably the most reliable part of the bike!


Vintage reflector of unknown origin in detail

Like Russian cameras or East German watches, the Flying Pigeon has a communist bloc charm. Its fashioned in a crude, sometimes clumsy way. The colours are often sombre and the product is usually simple, and easy to maintain - any roadside mechanic or cyclist can fix it using simple tools and basic knowledge. It needs to be. It isn't very reliable.

Once, I took her on a 20km ride at a local cycling event. While we completed the trip, it wasn't without problems. The chain cover rubbed on the chain intermittantly, and the annoying grind got to my nerves. I took to adjusting the angle with my foot in desperation. But we completed the course.

She got me to the endpoint, but the ride had its agonising moments. Seen here: Sturmey Archer saddlebag and Japanese Chair Brand pedals

Eventually, my Pigeon was sold to a young lady who bought it for the boyfriend as a gift. Seemed he found my ad on a web forum and showed it to her, telling her he'd love to have such a bike. That night, she walked several kilometres in the dark, from the train station to my home. My wife and I gave her and the Pigeon a ride home and I said goodbye to my Pigeon there.

I sometimes think it would be nice to have another one... however unreliable it is, it still has charm.

The Beginning of A Beautiful Friendship

1967 Hercules Sports Model

Made in Birmingham in 1967, this Hercules lay forgotten in an old shophouse, off a little street in Singapore - for over three decades.


It all began with a Black '67 Hercules Sports Model.

I wandered into an old bike shop and asked if they had any old bikes - those with the full chain covers and with the tail-end of the rear mudguards painted white.
The gentleman I spoke with - the 'co-proprietor/chief mechanic' - said they had only a few old 28" wheeled roadsters left. Too big for me, as he gave me the once over, to assess my height, I suppose. Crestfallen, I was about the turn away when he hesitated, as if something suddenly jogged his memory, then said, "Wait, I think I may have one 26" wheeled Hercules left - or was that a Robin Hood?" He asks another older gentleman if there was one. They weren't sure what it was, but they may have one in the store. "Are you keen?" "Yes!" I replied, "may I view it?" He told me to return the next day.

The brown paper wrapping her frame was still secured by old raffia string.
When I returned the next day, I laid eyes on a piece of history that I didn't imagine would change my life. I was in love. She was preserved in the storeroom of the venerable old bicycle shop, one that has been in operation for over 70 years. The brown paper was still wrapped around its frame, secured by raffia string. Packing foam and plastic wrap was added at some point. The gentleman explained that it was kept for about 40 years, and all parts were kept together as a set. Mummified and forgotten.

Very slight surface rust and mould. So well preserved.

The rims were beautiful chromed 26 1-3/8" Rigidas from France, tires were Cheng Shins (they didnt have any other brands). Everything thing else was original from Nottingham. The proprietor of the shop, an even older gent with greying hair said to me, "Let me show you something," as he proudly peeled off some of the foam to reveal a yellow transfer depicting Sir Walter Raleigh laying his coat on the ground. "You see, original Raleigh!" He said with a smile and a twinkle in his eye. After a agreeing on a price, he asked if I wanted to add a 'speed', explaining that he meant a Sturmey Archer 3 speed geared hub. I figured I might as well do so and agreed. I asked him for a dynamo lamp set as well, for good measure.

I returned the next day to see the co-proprietor proudly wheel out a piece of history - as he presented the Hercules to me, he stood back and smiled at my stunned expression as we marvelled at a completed masterpiece. It couldn't be described any other way. You can tell when a master craftsman has pride in his work. Passers-by stopped and admired the grand old dame, and we seemed to have entered a time warp. I could almost imagine customers walking past in bell bottoms and tight big collared polyester shirts, jet black hair. Peering into the shop through black plastic rectangle framed spectacles. The early 1970s was back.

One of the original decals. The patina of age gives her lots of character

My memories come flooding back. Of Mom taking me out to the market. Sitting in noisy old Leyland buses. The rain pouring down, its smell mixed with the smell of waxed paper umbrellas and people clickety-clacking about in their red wooden clogs. An old man cycling past on a black gents bike, its cotton tail catching my attention...
He tells me this is the very last piece of a final shipment. She arrived in Singapore sometime in the early 1970s, one of 25 in a wooden crate. This shipment resulted from a special, desperate last order of gents bicycles from England. Nottingham had decreed that imports of English-made bikes were to cease, to prepare for when the Raleigh factory in Selangor Malaysia - then being set up - would produce bicycles. The factory wasn't ready when the last such bicycles were sold out and the shops came under pressure by customers who had no such bicycles to buy.
Not long after she arrived home

The serial numbers on this Hercules indicate manufacture in 1967, in Handsworth, Birmingham, for Raleigh Industries. If my analysis is accurate, these framesets were already old stock when shipped out!

I rest my behind on the old Raleigh B66 - a Malaysian-made piece that I subsequently replaced with a Brooks saddle - and I feel right at home. I've always wanted a bicycle just like the one I remember from my childhood. I've finally found her. On my Hercules, I cycle into the fog of time. Each journey a journey back to a bygone era.

As I wheel her out to the street, I recall Humphrey Bogarts closing line from the old movie Casablanca.

"Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship..."