Euro-Lambretta Germany 2016: Brexit metaphor | RALLERY

It’s insane really.

Can you think of any other vintage vehicle where people routinely undertake 1,000-mile journeys carrying parts in the expectation that major engine surgery might be required? These are not necessarily problems caused by faults of Innocenti’s original designs, but more by the fact that owners have decided to tune their scooters for increased performance at the cost of reduced reliability and fuel economy.

Yet so great is the passion for Innocenti’s Italian commuter vehicle (and derivations) that almost 70 years after Lambretta’s birth it still attracts over 1,000 people to a different European destination each year for a celebratory shindig. Since my first Euro-lam in Strasbourg 1989 the rally has done more to build an international Lambretta community than any other event. If anything, interest is intensifying. There are more new parts being made for Lambretta now than in the last 25 years.

As I said; insane. Just how I like it…

Please don’t go
Get out of the EU

Against this back-drop of European scooterist unity, our mixed-club group of over 20 British Lambrettisti left a country voting whether it should depart from the European Union. Most of the people in our party had sent postal votes before they left, and the majority had firmly voted out.

Our merry band rumbled slowly across Holland in several groups; spitting out broken reed petals, stator plates and pistons as we went. At this point Summer arrived for it’s usual 5-day interval and promptly baked everyone riding in non-vented waterproofs. When the temperature gets over 30 degrees the first casualty is humour.

Destination for Day 1 was the lovely town of Soest near Dortmund. It is located next to the Möhnesee – the artificial lake created by the Möhne dam, most famous for being a target for the RAF’s bouncing bombs in WW2. An interesting venue for military historians for sure, but not the height of cultural sensitivity either.

German attitudes to the following day’s Brexit vote were revealed in the petrol station. Der Speigel magazine had a Union Flag as its cover with ‘Bitte Geht Nicht’ (please don’t go), while Compact magazine featured a girl with her middle finger aloft proclaiming ‘Raus aus der EU’ (get out of the EU). I wondered which publication would get its wish.

For Thursday, Tracy and I chose to separate from the rest of our party – who’d chosen the motorway to Geiselwind – and instead headed overland via some of Germany’s wonderfully-surfaced sinewy A-roads to Wurzburg for the pre-planned party. It’s safe to say that the police took an interest in politics; asking two members of the British contingent which way they voted, one of whom was Sarah from Wolverhampton who had just had a blow-out on the motorway. That night – while we got merry in an Irish bar – the first results slowly came in.

The excellent Shogettes

Lambretta club of Austria

Brexit day

Boom. Britain has dropped the EU-bomb and the political shock-waves ripple past Wurzburg at light-speed. Cameron resigns live on TV and our first tank of fuel costs 10% more than it would the day before thanks to currency fluctuations.

Before we could head the final 50km to Geiselwind, we first had to ride 30km in the opposite direction to collect some special SLUK stickers that had been printed but not delivered in time. We passed groups of British Lambrettas heading in the correct direction for the rally who probably wondered where the hell we were going. There’s always someone loaded-up riding the wrong way when you approach a rally. This time it was us…

The EuroLambretta site itself was on a purpose-built event area behind what is effectively a motorway services complete with KFC and Burger King; both of which were dwarfed by the local erotic shop. Basically, everything truck drivers need, apart from a DIY shop selling shovels.

The facilities were excellent: a warm welcome from the gate crew, all dressed in red shirts with a Warhol-like tin can bearing the slogan ‘Krauts’. Clearly the Germans have a better sense of humour than most people give them credit for. They did however, live up to the stereotype of Teutonic efficiency. A large roofed area of the site was given over to the dealers market, a dyno test area and the all-important workshop where Brits were furiously repairing every manner of problem on proper pump-up workbenches. Exhausts or fuel tank splits were being dealt with by an on-site welder.

Those without mechanical dramas meanwhile simply did their best to seek protection from the blistering heat  in excessive alcohol consumption and limited shade. Considering that there were 1,000 people at the event the proportion camping had visibly reduced. Clearly nearby hotel accommodation is now a priority for future Euro venues.

In the evening we were treated to a fine buffet, with perhaps too few ham courses for Belgian tastes, and soulful musical entertainment courtesy of predominantly female band the Shogettes. Unfortunately they were watched by fewer than they deserved due to them playing early inside the oven-like main hall. Never-mind, once the evening started to cool the DJ’s in the smaller ‘Centro Studi’ room whipped dancers into a frenzy. At almost 4am the wind rose and lightning punctured the sky. Maybe this would give relief from both the mosquitoes and the incessant heat. Either way; time for a sharp exit.

Saturday

If there was one dent in the German organisation it was that the ride-out planned for 10:30am would not be a ride-out as we normally know it. Instead of hundreds of scooters touring the area like cloud-wrapped conquering army, the inability of the local police to supply outriders forced a compromise.

The compromise was for groups of ten scooters to be given a tour behind their own Lambretta Club of Deutschland guide. The system worked fine, allowing people to sample the largely traffic-free and wonderfully surfaced twisty roads of the area. Sadly, it also lacked all of the atmosphere, impact and opportunity for showing off that most people want from this sort of thing.

“Why did you even bother to tell the police that you were doing it?” I asked Boris from LCD while enjoying fond memories of the shambolic ride-out from Vespa World Days in London as the most entertaining part of that event. 

“That is not the German way.” Boris replied with a smile. 

Sometimes a little anarchy goes a long way.

Apart from the blip of the ride-out, things returned to their normally high level of German efficiency. Scooters selected from the site for the vintage concourse found labels hung on their handlebar grips requiring them to gather in front of the outdoor stage. LCD also bolted-on a plethora of custom scooter categories. That is unusual for a Euro-Lambretta but roundly welcomed as it provided another layer of visual interest beyond the restored and original.

Mid-way through the show two scooters rode onto the stage; one carried a bride sitting side-saddle. A grand entrance for Hamburg-based duo The Cheating Hearts who hammered through a cool set in a White Stripes vein.

“Every custom show needs a sound-track,” explained Rolf May.

Smart laser-cut trophies were topped off by generous prizes from main event sponsors Casa Lambretta and Rimini Lambretta Centre. These included a Casatronic ignition system and curly exhaust. Matt Thompson from London was overwhelmed when he realised not only that his Series 1 was awarded Best of Show, but that he’d also won a Cyclone 5-speed gearbox. That’s no small reward.

Gala Dinner

While perfectly unintentional, here was where the Brexit metaphor really began to sink in. With the massive hall laid out in two tiers, the Germans had given the upper tier exclusively to the mass of British scooterists (purely so we could all sit together) along with the ever-entertaining Austrians.

As each national club arrived, or took to the stage for photos you could witness the unity in each one. All the Italians dressed in white, singing passionately. All the Scots in kilts, applauded as they entered the room. Austrians and Belgians wore black. The Germans served food in their red ‘Krauts’ shirts and sang a football chant together on stage. Finally, I looked around to the Brits – proudly independent and incoherent in a mixture of club shirts and smart clothes. An attempt to gather the massive LCGB contingent together for a photo was a typically shambolic disaster.

We really are a nation of individuals, but still we are valued. Steve (a member of London Lambretta Club) won furthest travelled by riding his Serveta from home in Tenerife. Former magazine editor Andy Gillard was awarded the Mike Karslake Trophy for most enthusiastic Lambretta person. As is tradition, the LCGB also won the trophy for the most members at the rally by scooter. The biggest thanks however should be reserved for the German club who worked extremely hard together to put on a rally that they can be rightly proud of and which next year’s Italian event has a lot to live up to.

The long route home

We had an early start for the 250-mile first stint to Venlo, but Pete and Donna from London Lambretta Club had a bigger jaunt ahead of them. They are riding their Lambrettas to Moscow in aid of charity. You can follow their travel blog here.

All along our route westwards were Lambrettas in petrol stations and encountering disasters at the side of the road. This is where the dysfunctional British family really has a chance to shine; where scooterists pull together to fix problems and to get everyone safely back to the ferry ports. Brexit can only work if we all, as a nation, now pull together in a similar fashion.

At Rotterdam on Monday afternoon we checked-in for the Hull ferry on a sailing that contained 350 bikes and scooters (the bikers returning from the MotoGP at Assen). Once given boarding passes you aren’t supposed to go back out, but we got reports of a British scooterist broken down two miles back and frantically pushing his Lambretta in order to make the sailing. By this stage all the back-up vans were full and there was no possibility to fetch him unless someone went back to tow him in. This I did; much to the annoyance of the ticket office staff. Barry from Bolton and his LI Series 1 were duly towed up the curly ramp to the ferry, to the amazement of the watching power rangers.

Our nation can learn a lot from the spirit of scooterists on tour, no matter which nation they hail from. Given that evening’s miserable display against minnows Iceland on the ship’s big screen, so could the England football team…

Words: Sticky | Images: Sticky & Tracy | Thanks to Sue and Toddy for organisation on our trip & Martin Robinson for the spares.

Rescuing Barry from Bolton, veteran of a recent Lambretta ride along Route 66.

Specifications

Concours d’Elegance:
BEST MODEL A-B > Italy, Model B
BEST MODEL C-D-E-F > Italy, Model D150
BEST LC-LD > Italy, LC
BEST SERIES 1 (LI-TV) > GB, TV1, the guy who always wins.. S1 made of NOS parts
BEST SERIES 2 (LI-TV) > GER (Hansi from The Jetsons), TV2 German
BEST SERIES 3 (LI-TV) > POL, Greg, new presindent of LC Poland
BEST SPECIAL-SX-DL > Italy, DL200
BEST JUNIOR-LUNA > GER, Chris Schmeitz, Luna German Version
BEST 3-WHEELER / SIDECAR > Switzerland, D with trailer
BEST SPANISH LAMBRETTA > Spain, Carlos Cazorla (Scooter Up Clothing, BCN) S2

Custom Show:BEST RARE SCOOT > SWE, TV1
BEST AUTHENTIC STYLE > AUT, Rallymaster
BEST PAINT AND MURALS > GB, S1 Doc Martens
BEST GOLD AN CHROME > Violator, GER
BEST RACER > BEL, LI124
BEST CUTDOWN > GB, a GP
BEST ODDITY > GB, Marmite
BEST AUDIENCE’S CHOICE > GB, Matt Thompson, S1 

EuroLambretta 2016 was generously sponsored by: (in order of relevance)

• Casa Performance
• Casa Lambretta
• Rimini Lambretta Centre (Cyclone 5)
• Scooter Center (brought all tools etc for workshop)
• LTH
• Lambretta Evergreen (Tino): parts for raffle scooter
• JP Corse
• Andy Francis
• M Racing (dyno and Liedlosheim clutches for raffle scooter and dyno winners)

EuroLambretta in numbers

Registered:

Austria 84
Belgium 37
Espana 16
France 27
Germany 184
Great Britain 440
Ireland 18
Italia 102
Nederland 17
Norway (via SWE) 2
Norway (via LCD) 4
Poland 27
Scotland 22
Suisse 47
Sweden 15
Ulster 14
USA 6
Argentina 3

Total: 1065, 17 countries

On site: more than 1000. Just few people did not show up.

LCD is a club with 286 members.

Best dyno power reading was 40.5hp (Austrian TS1)

The Music Bar Centro Studi,  run by LCD sold 850 liters of beer on Thursday and Friday and 94 liters of slush ice drinks…

The raffle scooter was won by an Austrian guy, last name ‘Beer’.

A message from the hosts:

Compliments to our guests for patience, politeness and the ability to withstand 36°C on Friday afternoon. Due to many requests we will make a limited edition of Krauts-Campbells-Tin as a patch…

WE ARE KRAUTS! WE ARE KRAUTS! WE ARE, WE ARE, WE ARE KRAUTS!

MIKE KARSLAKE TROPHY The most enthusiastic Lambretta person, trophy by Lambretta International: Andy Gillard (GB)

LAMBRETTISTA DELL’ANNO TROPHY Lambretta Lady of the Year Trophy

Julia Spitznas (GER)

ALLAN GODDEN MEMORIAL TROPHY oldest Lambretta ridden to the event: Luisiano Longarini, ITA, Model B

FURTHEST TRAVELLED PERSON (not necessarily on a scooter): Sebastian Alvarez, Argentina

CESARE BATTAGLINI TROPHY Furthest travelled by Lambretta: Steven Edwards, LCGB, Tenerife – Geiselwind, 2823km

YOUNGEST PERSON ARRIVING ON A LAMBRETTA: Sebastian BECK, LCD, 22 years

FURTHEST TRAVELLED CLUB on Lambrettas (average of three): LC Ulster

NATIONAL CLUB WITH MOST MEMBERS ON LAMBRETTAS: LCGB

It’s insane really.

 

Can you think of any other vintage vehicle where people routinely undertake 1,000-mile journeys carrying parts in the expectation that major engine surgery might be required? These are not necessarily problems caused by faults of Innocenti’s original designs, but more by the fact that owners have decided to tune their scooters for increased performance at the cost of reduced reliability and fuel economy.

Yet so great is the passion for Innocenti’s Italian commuter vehicle (and derivations) that almost 70 years after Lambretta’s birth it still attracts over 1,000 people to a different European destination each year for a celebratory shindig. Since my first Euro-lam in Strasbourg 1989 the rally has done more to build an international Lambretta community than any other event. If anything, interest is intensifying. There are more new parts being made for Lambretta now than in the last 25 years.

As I said; insane. Just how I like it…

Please don’t go

Get out of the EU

 

Against this back-drop of European scooterist unity, our mixed-club group of over 20 British Lambrettisti left a country voting whether it should depart from the European Union. Most of the people in our party had sent postal votes before they left, and the majority had firmly voted out.

 

Our merry band rumbled slowly across Holland in several groups; spitting out broken reed petals, stator plates and pistons as we went. At this point Summer arrived for it’s usual 5-day interval and promptly baked everyone riding in non-vented waterproofs. When the temperature gets over 30 degrees the first casualty is humour.

 

Destination for Day 1 was the lovely town of Soest near Dortmund. It is located next to the Möhnesee – the artificial lake created by the Möhne dam, most famous for being a target for the RAF’s bouncing bombs in WW2. An interesting venue for military historians for sure, but not the height of cultural sensitivity either.

 

German attitudes to the following day’s Brexit vote were revealed in the petrol station. Der Speigel magazine had a Union Flag as its cover with ‘Bitte Geht Nicht’ (please don’t go), while Compact magazine featured a girl with her middle finger aloft proclaiming ‘Raus aus der EU’ (get out of the EU). I wondered which publication would get its wish.

 

For Thursday, Tracy and I chose to separate from the rest of our party – who’d chosen the motorway to Geiselwind – and instead headed overland via some of Germany’s wonderfully-surfaced sinewy A-roads to Wurzburg for the pre-planned party. It’s safe to say that the police took an interest in politics; asking two members of the British contingent which way they voted, one of whom was Sarah from Wolverhampton who had just had a blow-out on the motorway. That night – while we got merry in an Irish bar – the first results slowly came in.

The excellent Shogettes

Lambretta club of Austria

 

Brexit day

 

Boom. Britain has dropped the EU-bomb and the political shock-waves ripple past Wurzburg at light-speed. Cameron resigns live on TV and our first tank of fuel costs 10% more than it would the day before thanks to currency fluctuations.

 

Before we could head the final 50km to Geiselwind, we first had to ride 30km in the opposite direction to collect some special SLUK stickers that had been printed but not delivered in time. We passed groups of British Lambrettas heading in the correct direction for the rally who probably wondered where the hell we were going. There’s always someone loaded-up riding the wrong way when you approach a rally. This time it was us…

 

The EuroLambretta site itself was on a purpose-built event area behind what is effectively a motorway services complete with KFC and Burger King; both of which were dwarfed by the local erotic shop. Basically, everything truck drivers need, apart from a DIY shop selling shovels.

 

The facilities were excellent: a warm welcome from the gate crew, all dressed in red shirts with a Warhol-like tin can bearing the slogan ‘Krauts’. Clearly the Germans have a better sense of humour than most people give them credit for. They did however, live up to the stereotype of Teutonic efficiency. A large roofed area of the site was given over to the dealers market, a dyno test area and the all-important workshop where Brits were furiously repairing every manner of problem on proper pump-up workbenches. Exhausts or fuel tank splits were being dealt with by an on-site welder.

 

Those without mechanical dramas meanwhile simply did their best to seek protection from the blistering heat  in excessive alcohol consumption and limited shade. Considering that there were 1,000 people at the event the proportion camping had visibly reduced. Clearly nearby hotel accommodation is now a priority for future Euro venues.

 

In the evening we were treated to a fine buffet, with perhaps too few ham courses for Belgian tastes, and soulful musical entertainment courtesy of predominantly female band the Shogettes. Unfortunately they were watched by fewer than they deserved due to them playing early inside the oven-like main hall. Never-mind, once the evening started to cool the DJ’s in the smaller ‘Centro Studi’ room whipped dancers into a frenzy. At almost 4am the wind rose and lightning punctured the sky. Maybe this would give relief from both the mosquitoes and the incessant heat. Either way; time for a sharp exit.

 

 

Saturday

 

 

If there was one dent in the German organisation it was that the ride-out planned for 10:30am would not be a ride-out as we normally know it. Instead of hundreds of scooters touring the area like cloud-wrapped conquering army, the inability of the local police to supply outriders forced a compromise.

 

The compromise was for groups of ten scooters to be given a tour behind their own Lambretta Club of Deutschland guide. The system worked fine, allowing people to sample the largely traffic-free and wonderfully surfaced twisty roads of the area. Sadly, it also lacked all of the atmosphere, impact and opportunity for showing off that most people want from this sort of thing.

 

“Why did you even bother to tell the police that you were doing it?” I asked Boris from LCD while enjoying fond memories of the shambolic ride-out from Vespa World Days in London as the most entertaining part of that event. 

 

“That is not the German way.” Boris replied with a smile. 

 

Sometimes a little anarchy goes a long way.

 

Apart from the blip of the ride-out, things returned to their normally high level of German efficiency. Scooters selected from the site for the vintage concourse found labels hung on their handlebar grips requiring them to gather in front of the outdoor stage. LCD also bolted-on a plethora of custom scooter categories. That is unusual for a Euro-Lambretta but roundly welcomed as it provided another layer of visual interest beyond the restored and original.

 

Mid-way through the show two scooters rode onto the stage; one carried a bride sitting side-saddle. A grand entrance for Hamburg-based duo The Cheating Hearts who hammered through a cool set in a White Stripes vein.

 

“Every custom show needs a sound-track,” explained Rolf May.

 

Smart laser-cut trophies were topped off by generous prizes from main event sponsors Casa Lambretta and Rimini Lambretta Centre. These included a Casatronic ignition system and curly exhaust. Matt Thompson from London was overwhelmed when he realised not only that his Series 1 was awarded Best of Show, but that he’d also won a Cyclone 5-speed gearbox. That’s no small reward.

 

 

Gala Dinner

 

 

While perfectly unintentional, here was where the Brexit metaphor really began to sink in. With the massive hall laid out in two tiers, the Germans had given the upper tier exclusively to the mass of British scooterists (purely so we could all sit together) along with the ever-entertaining Austrians.

 

As each national club arrived, or took to the stage for photos you could witness the unity in each one. All the Italians dressed in white, singing passionately. All the Scots in kilts, applauded as they entered the room. Austrians and Belgians wore black. The Germans served food in their red ‘Krauts’ shirts and sang a football chant together on stage. Finally, I looked around to the Brits – proudly independent and incoherent in a mixture of club shirts and smart clothes. An attempt to gather the massive LCGB contingent together for a photo was a typically shambolic disaster.

 

We really are a nation of individuals, but still we are valued. Steve (a member of London Lambretta Club) won furthest travelled by riding his Serveta from home in Tenerife. Former magazine editor Andy Gillard was awarded the Mike Karslake Trophy for most enthusiastic Lambretta person. As is tradition, the LCGB also won the trophy for the most members at the rally by scooter. The biggest thanks however should be reserved for the German club who worked extremely hard together to put on a rally that they can be rightly proud of and which next year’s Italian event has a lot to live up to.

 

The long route home

 

 

We had an early start for the 250-mile first stint to Venlo, but Pete and Donna from London Lambretta Club had a bigger jaunt ahead of them. They are riding their Lambrettas to Moscow in aid of charity. You can follow their travel blog here.

 

 

All along our route westwards were Lambrettas in petrol stations and encountering disasters at the side of the road. This is where the dysfunctional British family really has a chance to shine; where scooterists pull together to fix problems and to get everyone safely back to the ferry ports. Brexit can only work if we all, as a nation, now pull together in a similar fashion.

At Rotterdam on Monday afternoon we checked-in for the Hull ferry on a sailing that contained 350 bikes and scooters (the bikers returning from the MotoGP at Assen). Once given boarding passes you aren’t supposed to go back out, but we got reports of a British scooterist broken down two miles back and frantically pushing his Lambretta in order to make the sailing. By this stage all the back-up vans were full and there was no possibility to fetch him unless someone went back to tow him in. This I did; much to the annoyance of the ticket office staff. Barry from Bolton and his LI Series 1 were duly towed up the curly ramp to the ferry, to the amazement of the watching power rangers.

 

Our nation can learn a lot from the spirit of scooterists on tour, no matter which nation they hail from. Given that evening’s miserable display against minnows Iceland on the ship’s big screen, so could the England football team…

Words: Sticky | Images: Sticky & Tracy | Thanks to Sue and Toddy for organisation on our trip & Martin Robinson for the spares.

 

 

Rescuing Barry from Bolton, veteran of a recent Lambretta ride along Route 66.

Specifications

Concours d’Elegance:
BEST MODEL A-B > Italy, Model B
BEST MODEL C-D-E-F > Italy, Model D150
BEST LC-LD > Italy, LC
BEST SERIES 1 (LI-TV) > GB, TV1, the guy who always wins.. S1 made of NOS parts
BEST SERIES 2 (LI-TV) > GER (Hansi from The Jetsons), TV2 German
BEST SERIES 3 (LI-TV) > POL, Greg, new presindent of LC Poland
BEST SPECIAL-SX-DL > Italy, DL200
BEST JUNIOR-LUNA > GER, Chris Schmeitz, Luna German Version
BEST 3-WHEELER / SIDECAR > Switzerland, D with trailer
BEST SPANISH LAMBRETTA > Spain, Carlos Cazorla (Scooter Up Clothing, BCN) S2

Custom Show:

BEST RARE SCOOT > SWE, TV1
BEST AUTHENTIC STYLE > AUT, Rallymaster
BEST PAINT AND MURALS > GB, S1 Doc Martens
BEST GOLD AN CHROME > Violator, GER
BEST RACER > BEL, LI124
BEST CUTDOWN > GB, a GP
BEST ODDITY > GB, Marmite
BEST AUDIENCE’S CHOICE > GB, Matt Thompson, S1

 

EuroLambretta 2016 was generously sponsored by: (in order of relevance)

 

• Casa Performance
• Casa Lambretta
• Rimini Lambretta Centre (Cyclone 5)
• Scooter Center (brought all tools etc for workshop)
• LTH
• Lambretta Evergreen (Tino): parts for raffle scooter
• JP Corse
• Andy Francis
• M Racing (dyno and Liedlosheim clutches for raffle scooter and dyno winners)

EuroLambretta in numbers

Registered:

Austria 84
Belgium 37
Espana 16
France 27
Germany 184
Great Britain 440
Ireland 18
Italia 102
Nederland 17
Norway (via SWE) 2
Norway (via LCD) 4
Poland 27
Scotland 22
Suisse 47
Sweden 15
Ulster 14
USA 6
Argentina 3

Total: 1065, 17 countries

On site: more than 1000. Just few people did not show up.

 

LCD is a club with 286 members.

Best dyno power reading was 40.5hp (Austrian TS1)

The Music Bar Centro Studi,  run by LCD sold 850 liters of beer on Thursday and Friday and 94 liters of slush ice drinks…

 

The raffle scooter was won by an Austrian guy, last name ‘Beer’.

 

A message from the hosts:

 

Compliments to our guests for patience, politeness and the ability to withstand 36°C on Friday afternoon. Due to many requests we will make a limited edition of Krauts-Campbells-Tin as a patch…

 

WE ARE KRAUTS! WE ARE KRAUTS! WE ARE, WE ARE, WE ARE KRAUTS!

MIKE KARSLAKE TROPHY The most enthusiastic Lambretta person, trophy by Lambretta International: Andy Gillard (GB)

 

LAMBRETTISTA DELL’ANNO TROPHY Lambretta Lady of the Year Trophy

Julia Spitznas (GER)

 

ALLAN GODDEN MEMORIAL TROPHY oldest Lambretta ridden to the event: Luisiano Longarini, ITA, Model B

 

FURTHEST TRAVELLED PERSON (not necessarily on a scooter): Sebastian Alvarez, Argentina

 

CESARE BATTAGLINI TROPHY Furthest travelled by Lambretta: Steven Edwards, LCGB, Tenerife – Geiselwind, 2823km

 

YOUNGEST PERSON ARRIVING ON A LAMBRETTA: Sebastian BECK, LCD, 22 years

 

FURTHEST TRAVELLED CLUB on Lambrettas (average of three): LC Ulster

 

NATIONAL CLUB WITH MOST MEMBERS ON LAMBRETTAS: LCGB

 

 

Clever spare gasket transportation

Our group in Soest

Chuck back on his TV175 after its theft

No British flag on the maypole in Wurzburg

Beer delivered by the fork-lift full

Irish custom with a United Nations theme

Your host for the evening

Good humour

Back to nature

Marmite blew some minds

Leaky oil tank mudguard

Back to the future

Wooden seat

Word of warning

Don't use RAMP hubs

Bride of Chucky

The excellent Cheating Hearts

Channelling the ghost of Hunter S Thompson

LCD guide.

Tino's vented rear hub

The cast steel centre-boss has 12 long fingers to add strength

Completly SLUKed

Tino displayed De Bellis 4-stroke Lambretta conversion

Exit 17 with their special 'Ausfahrt 17' shirts

Julia - Miss Lambretta

Burnsey's sweet twin leading shoe brake conversion

Yuri Gagarin dropped in.

Our travelling companions