Sunday Selections # 160

Welcome back to Sunday Selections!

This once-a- week-meme was originally begun by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, as a way to showcase some of the many photos we all take, but don't get around to showing on our blogs.

The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos of your choice, old or new, under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to me, River, somewhere in your post
3. leave me a comment so that I know you've joined in and can come over and see what you've posted.
4. hop on over to TheElephant’s Child to see more of her wonderful photos.

Kath and Andrew often join in as well, although Kath has been quite busy lately and unable to join us.
There are several other semi-regular participants now though:
Jackie K at WorkingThrough It

I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week I'm continuing with a couple of photos of something I love.


in particular, Harley Davidsons. Look at it, gorgeous, right? 

I used to have a toy one, the helmet was attached to the back of the seat by a string, and when you pulled it out, it revved the bike which then took off down the hallway. 
I gave it to a grandson years ago, he loved anything with wheels, still does.

And that's it for today, only two photos.


  1. You closet petrol head! I'd never have guessed that you liked motorbikes.

    Me? Nah, not so much. But I love the thundering noise of a good V8 and still long for my lovely green Torana LH with its throaty 5 litre V8 engine. ♥ ♥

  2. Motorcycles are exciting...and dangerous...that's why we love them.

  3. I love to see a row of motorcycles parked at the curb.

  4. Oh Snap. Though it is Ducatis which have my heart. A motor cycle was our only tranport for a long time.
    Thanks for the (fast) trip down memory lane.

  5. Suicide machines to annoy people with their unearthly racket. Is that a motor scooter next to the Harley?

  6. My hubby had Harleys for many years. I loved their throaty rumble, but I was never terribly comfortable riding in traffic on the back of a motorcycle. Too fast, too exposed. (Too chicken.) Then our son got a smaller Harley, and they goaded me into riding it by myself... around our yard. I did, but not for long. I panicked and couldn't remember how to stop the bloody thing, and ran into the side of my station wagon. That stopped it! Smarticus hasn't had a bike since a truck smashed into him twenty-five years ago, and I freaked out. (Justifiably so, dontcha think?) Now he's giving Harleys the eye again. Once a biker, always a biker, I guess.

  7. Love your photos, River....
    My Hubby would have loved to have a Harley ... but he married me when we were 20 and we had our 3 girls soon after..... so no money Harley...I feel a bit sorry for him. Now he's too old and not well enough to take up bike riding...
    Hugs and Blessings...
    Barb xxx

  8. Very cool pics River. Nice Harley.

    Have to disagree with Andrew. Motorbikes are only "suicide machines" at the hands of those who can't handle them, or weren't taught how to ride properly.
    But mostly, bikes are at the mercy of idiot car drivers who think they own the road and have no consideration of other road users.
    Notice too many poor drivers in and around Melbourne.

    I still have my "big bore" licence and have often longed for a Yamaha R1. And, hubby rides a sweet Titanium CBR1100XX Blackbird.

  9. I do like looking at all the bikes lining Elizabeth Street and new motorbikes can be really beautiful. I enjoyed riding around on scooters and the back of my husband's mini bike years ago in Greece but that was enough for me!

  10. Marie; I used to ride a Suzuki scooter, cheapest transport ever. Always pretended I was on a Harley.
    The ginger cake turned out really well, as soon as I tasted the first slice I was transported back to childhood, my mum must have made this then, I remember the taste with a dollop of whipped cream on the side.

    Delores; if I had money...serious money, I'd own and ride a Harley.

    Joanne; I often see a row of twenty or more when I DON'T have the camera, on a different street.

    Elephant's Child; I worked with a man who owned three Ducatis, one a racing bike and two for general use.

    Andrew; suicide machines only for those who don't ride properly and safely. Not every one is a hoon. I rode mine for years, my brother wrote off three, then bought a car.

    Susan; I prefer to be a rider, not a passenger, especially these days with too much traffic and higher speeds. I no longer ride though, don't have the bike. I think your freaking out was justified, trucks and bikes are not a good mix.

    Barbara Neubeck; I still miss my scooter which I often pretended was a Harley. I'll look around for a toy like the one I used to have.

    Vicki; you're right, only suicide machines when the rider is an idiot. and of course many car drivers are just as bad. I'll have to google the titanium to see what it looks like. I no longer have my licence, I let it lapse when I sold the bike.

  11. Jackie K; a line of shiny bikes is a wondrous sight, more so when they are Harleys.

  12. Vicki and River are right. Years back a woman knocked the smaller portion off his bike. When he picked himself off the road she was on the phone. He got to her in time to hear 'I have hit another motor-cyclist. What should I do?' Checking on the well being of your victim might have been a good start...

  13. So we have learned something new about you. It is not something I have ever liked although when I was young motor bikes were quite popular. Only ever rode on pillion of on one once and didn't enjoy it and mum happened to be passing in a bus and I got into trouble for being on the bike as she said they were too dangerous. I was about 17 at the time.
    Phil actually had several in England and in S.Aust when he lived there he had a bike. It wasn't until he lived in Perth that he bought a car. He tends to go for he more old fashioned quieter bikes.
    Just in case you don't go back to the old newspaper post of mine, I had made an error and put an s instead of an a. It should have been I would check it out as you find births marriages deaths etc as well as news items. You can put in the paper you want to check without having to wade through dozens of them. I put in a surname and see what comes up. I did find my birth father's divorce from his first wife so you never know and you have to remember they only seem to go to about 1954.

  14. Elephant's Child; "another motorcyclist"? that doesn't sound good at all, such carelessness. And of course she should have checked on him first! She sounds quite selfish.

    Mimsie; I really loved riding my little scooter, it was cheap to fill up with petrol, didn't take up much space when parked, it was a great way to get around. I sold it when my first baby was almost due, my hubby was insisting, turns out he needed the money because he owed some somewhere. I miss it. I won't bother looking up any old newspapers, I don't think there is anything in there for me, all my family was back in Germany.

  15. You could put your own name in with certain dates and a South Aussie newspaper. There could be school results, engagement, marriage and lots of things. I found events I'd even forgotten about which were a real surprise. Even your dad's name as he would have lived in S.A. for many years. It's a lot of fun once you get started on it.


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