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As promised, I should really properly update about Tweed Run this weekend which was awesome in so many ways!
Here is a link to the dismantle site and blog where you can check out the winners and eventually some shots from the day http://dismantle.org.au/
In short, Gianni came round our place in the morning and we got dressed and headed over to South Beach in Fremantle doing the right thing and talking about brick weilding zombies all the way. The ride through Fremantle to South Beach left a little to be desired by me. It was hot and uphill and I was in heels, but I made it and was blown away by the amount of vintage and tweed that were awaiting us on the grass down there. So many amazing outfits and bikes, so many picnics and so many happy people. Everyone more or less was talking in a toffy accent and saying hilarious things in the spirit of the day... and pretending to smoke vintage pipes. Mark debated getting a coffee for a good half hour while we took photos, looked at bikes and registered, which was awesome because they basically spray painted you a number as you came up. I believe in all there were about 200 odd people there, a little more, so it was a fantastic turn out.
Once the group shots had been taken we all mounted our steeds and headed out over grass, paths, tracks and roads to Fremantle Esplanade ringing bells emphatically and watching the escapades of the tandem bike which was ridden by a couple of very entertaining individuals who did things like try to ride through train gates and yell "COMMIT!" really loudly. Once in the grassed park we moved over and waited for others before riding into the Norfolk lanes festival. Jolly good show.
We were made to pose for various pictures and locked up our bikes and sat around in X-Wray eating great burgers, drinking coffee and making merry, at times with goggles. After this we tried to find out who won, watched people skateboard, I bought a leather vintage sachel for my notebook and we headed over to Little Creatures for drinks, chips and shooting the breeze. Caught up with Ricky there and after a couple of hours headed back to pick up the bikes and see what was going on. There were still many tweedsters around and interesting bikes to be seen. A really cool puff blue one with my pedals on it, which I wish I met the owner of because I want another pair, a guy who handcuffs his bike as a locking mechanism and various cool baskets and trolly's. We unlocked and ran into a bunch of our mates who were ready to see our mates band Carl Fox play over on the main stage. We thought it would be a riot to sit on our bikes up the back and watch the show but weren't allowed and so had to lock them up elsewhere.
The show was really fun and after it finished Mark and I said goodbye to the peoples and headed home on bikes and trains to entertain some more people at home with Hugh Sheridan, Carbo, Gibbo and Supernatural. Goodtimes had by all I say. Chaps.
Here is a link to the dismantle site and blog where you can check out the winners and eventually some shots from the day http://dismantle.org.au/
In short, Gianni came round our place in the morning and we got dressed and headed over to South Beach in Fremantle doing the right thing and talking about brick weilding zombies all the way. The ride through Fremantle to South Beach left a little to be desired by me. It was hot and uphill and I was in heels, but I made it and was blown away by the amount of vintage and tweed that were awaiting us on the grass down there. So many amazing outfits and bikes, so many picnics and so many happy people. Everyone more or less was talking in a toffy accent and saying hilarious things in the spirit of the day... and pretending to smoke vintage pipes. Mark debated getting a coffee for a good half hour while we took photos, looked at bikes and registered, which was awesome because they basically spray painted you a number as you came up. I believe in all there were about 200 odd people there, a little more, so it was a fantastic turn out.
Once the group shots had been taken we all mounted our steeds and headed out over grass, paths, tracks and roads to Fremantle Esplanade ringing bells emphatically and watching the escapades of the tandem bike which was ridden by a couple of very entertaining individuals who did things like try to ride through train gates and yell "COMMIT!" really loudly. Once in the grassed park we moved over and waited for others before riding into the Norfolk lanes festival. Jolly good show.
We were made to pose for various pictures and locked up our bikes and sat around in X-Wray eating great burgers, drinking coffee and making merry, at times with goggles. After this we tried to find out who won, watched people skateboard, I bought a leather vintage sachel for my notebook and we headed over to Little Creatures for drinks, chips and shooting the breeze. Caught up with Ricky there and after a couple of hours headed back to pick up the bikes and see what was going on. There were still many tweedsters around and interesting bikes to be seen. A really cool puff blue one with my pedals on it, which I wish I met the owner of because I want another pair, a guy who handcuffs his bike as a locking mechanism and various cool baskets and trolly's. We unlocked and ran into a bunch of our mates who were ready to see our mates band Carl Fox play over on the main stage. We thought it would be a riot to sit on our bikes up the back and watch the show but weren't allowed and so had to lock them up elsewhere.
The show was really fun and after it finished Mark and I said goodbye to the peoples and headed home on bikes and trains to entertain some more people at home with Hugh Sheridan, Carbo, Gibbo and Supernatural. Goodtimes had by all I say. Chaps.
