CBG Workshop
NOWADAYS, WHEN I HAVE AN image of myself in the workshop working on the 1978 BMW R100S you lovely people have endured since lockdown, I picture the wonderous Benny Hill, complete with signature music. Let’s just say the relationship has not been linear. From uncovering this long-unused machine, through restoration, and then to using it should have been the story. But like the Police Academy films, it keeps coming back with a third-rate sequel. And yet, I still love it.
There’s always an excuse; using a 46-year-old bike as an everyday mile-muncher will encounter issues. Any pursuit of fixing things is self-taught, and as well as fixing it, I have to photograph and write it, to deadline. But I’m fed up with fluffing it up. I last left you two issues ago full of optimism. Engine was together, in the frame, and all I had left was to put the rear end together, fit a new tyre, rear wheel in, and a few
