Hello, Some nice photos that incorporated the “tiltshift” principal to the standard in focus shots. The program allows the section of photos to be in near total focus bleeding out to the totally out of focus sections of the photo. It was a process that makes some photos stand out from all of the other standard point and shoot shots. Jnaki Photos should be in this mode prior to and after the processing to showcase what is pinpointed. The rest of the photo, while it might be ok, not as important to highlight in the main arena. “Corriganville” So Cal European Scrambles in a Tiltshift mode...
Hello, No, it was World Champion, Torsten Hallman, who made the Husqvarna brand so popular. Who wouldn't want to ride a Husqvarna? Our close friend that went to the desert Hare and Hound races, plus the closed courses of the new European Scrambles that hit So Cal scene, switched to a new Husqvarna and when we went out together, he had a more powerful ride than my 250cc Greeves. The Husqvarna was a fast 250 and a lot of riders were all switching over. I purchased a newer 1966 Greeves Challenger and it was also fast, set up for the long distance desert races and a few gear changes, ready for the enclosed European Scrambles parks and facilities. The open desert European Scrambles courses were an hour long, over a 5-10 mile course(s). For the closer locations, like Corriganville, then as it turned to a new name: Hopetown. The European Scrambles opened up more facilities and races to equate the latest, European Scrambles as introduced to the USA riders Jnaki Was my new 250 cc Greeves bike fast? Yes, but when we were side by side on a flat surface like part of the El Mirage Dry Lake, the Husqvarna just flew by me like I was standing still. In the short rougher riverbeds, sloped hills and bumpy desert terrain, we were fairly equal. But it was the overall faster ride that made a lot of folks switch over to the 250cc Husqvarna that Torsten Hallman made famous. YRMV
Hello, No, not in 1971. I was winding down my motorcycle racing as it was becoming a big time effort and a lot of gas to get way out there in the desert courses. Plus, our surf adventures were right there in front of us a short distance away. I did get my start racing on the short enclosed course at the Elsinore Raceway. There were sharp turns, a short jump and a tall jump in front of the pits and spectators area. I was on my old 1961 Greeves Scrambler with a “blooey” pipe. I was doing well in all of the races. But in my last final race there, I fell asleep going over the last big jump. My brother said it looked good with the front end up high and landed on the rear wheel with the front gently coming back to earth. I was so tired from all day racing and the jumps plus rough landings usually takes a toll on the whole body. The adrenaline was pumping, but the body needed some sleep to get the whole cycle going again. I went over the handlebars and scraped the Bell 500 helmet’s round, clear face guard until the half side was not clear any more. My brother said that I looked like I fell asleep as I was just starting the peak of the jump. From there until the landing I can’t remember what happened until I woke up in the pits. The bike landed perfectly and I did a perfect flying through the air move until I started scraping the face shield. Jnaki Luckily the clear face shield did what it was supposed to do. But, that got me started in the early version of motocross racing until we got the desert open course racing experience. Now, that was racing. It was as if one were just riding around the desert at full bore. In reality, we started with 100 Plus riders heading for the black smoke bomb in the horizon. Then it was checking the white chalk powder markings until the next turn around heading back to the pits for round two. 1966 Greeves Challenger, but mine had an extended swing arm for better stability, and a better riding position for me. I also had a twin spark plug head for continued racing in the dusty courses. But, after a year or two of desert racing, I went back to a closed course racing in Irvine Regional Park. It was a closer drive from our house to the race park. The course there was laid out similar to the European courses. A steep downhill START and trail leading to a sharp corner at the bottom and the heading to a steep hill away from the starting line. I did well in those courses as I always got a clean start and led for a short distance to the first sharp corner. Then on the open course flat area, the high powered Husquvarna and Bultaco bikes took the lead. I had the power, but just could not gain any positions to the end of the races. The end of my dirt bike racing came to a halt as we expanded our weekend surfing road trips along with the daily surf trips during the summer months. The photo road trips took up a lot of Saturday-Sunday desert adventures, too. The last sale of the 66 Greeves 250 cc Challenger with a stinger pipe, was to a teenager that had seen me zipping around our neighborhood back dirt trail area. So, the next generation of motocross rider started with a fast, stable race bike.
"I did get my start racing on the short enclosed course at the Elsinore Raceway. There were sharp turns, a short jump and a tall jump in front of the pits and spectators area. I was on my old 1961 Greeves Scrambler with a “blooey” pipe. I was doing well in all of the races. But in my last final race there, I fell asleep going over the last big jump. My brother said it looked good with the front end up high and landed on the rear wheel with the front gently coming back to earth. I was so tired from all day racing and the jumps plus rough landings usually takes a toll on the whole body. The adrenaline was pumping, but the body needed some sleep to get the whole cycle going again." Hello, Our experience out in the desert racing scene was similar to our drag racing days. My brother had his Greeves and that was where I got started. Being outdoors was his accident therapy and I could see him getting better each time we were out in the warm to hot desert climate. I watched him race and was his pit crew/mechanic Then, when we were resting for the long drive home, he allowed me to go out and blast around for awhile on his bike. It was then that I got hooked on this new racing scene. Jnaki One of the best that ever rode and raced on a Greeves: 250 cc Greeves Scrambler: European Scrambles with Dave Bickers on an early Greeves Scrambler and an early version of a “blooey pipe.” The dent in the tank was a sign of a one time fall in soft sand, but near some Manzanita bushes. The aluminum tank just got a giant dent. 1963 Greeves Scrambler Chromed "blooey" pipe exhaust for some unusual sounds...
Pentax 35mm color slide 50 mm 1.4 lens Shallow Depth Of Field Hello, In motorcycle photography, it is hard to get a clear shot of one thing that would be a part of an interesting tech article. A raked front end, filled in triangle neck and supports to the finished product incorporated into a custom motorcycle is difficult process. Everything has to be straight and inline, otherwise the “drifting’ around, favoring one side or pulling as one goes down the road. Also, it is difficult to photograph a chrome or polished surface without any tell tale reflections ruining the photo. I was given back a color transparency due to me being in the photo reflection. So, that photo was filed for future reference. All other photos from that point on were carefully scrutinized to make sure I was not in the reflections from the shiny parts. People thought I was a slow photographer, but through the lens, I was making sure no one was prominent in any reflection. Jnaki Sometimes, the image in any reflection is so small, only another photographer would notice… plus, the managing editor + the scrutinizing eye of the editor made the color photos special. It is more expensive to print color anyway, but a thousand copies for publication makes it twice as much, so the pre print scrutiny was mandatory. From that point on, I did not want it to be like a high school English class moment, when the teacher sent back a written essay with a ton of “red” marks pointing out her way to look at a story. So, I spent time looking at all color slides on the light box at home and then if I could not pick out one with the additional “Loupe,” I had to break out the Kodak Slide Projector. The super large blow up of the transparency on the white room wall size, erased any doubts as to clarity in any color slide… and no reflections, either.
^^Man, I was looking at the first pic thinking that looks like one of those Nimbus frames. Don't know just why, but those things have always really appealed to me.
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