..chances are slim you're going to read this reply now almost 20 years later
@Mick Fagan - but I would really like to mention that this is one of the most amazing posts I've ever read on a photo forum (and I'd love to see some of those prints that you made on those moonless nights)!
Godspeed, and best from Berlin!
Tina, well the slim chance happened.
After reading your thread post, I went on a search of my picture envelopes. These are just normal A5 sized envelopes that hold my small early travel photographic endeavours.
These are all printed while travelling on motorcycles, which in this case was one of my solo motorcycles, the sidecar equipped motorcycle was struck with a terminal engine issue and at that time I was on a solo machine. These were taken and printed between 50 and 58 years ago. The quality of the pictures reflects my photographic endeavours and the conditions everything was done under. Compared to what most of us do these days, it is abysmal, but I can look at them and remember some of the silly things that I have seen and had happen too.
The motorcycle in these pictures was a late 1950's BMW, manufactured in München, as opposed to today where BMW manufacture their motorcycles in Berlin
The first one is an abandoned camel station in outback Western Australia. I travelled with a local who knew where this was. With the introduction of internal combustion powered trucks (LKW) into Australia in the early 1900's, the camel caravans virtually disappeared within a six month window. The Cameleers, who were mostly from Afghan, abandoned their camels and let them loose, the camel stations were also abandoned. These days Australia has the largest and healthiest wild camel population in the world. It is a bit of a problem, but that is the way it is.
The next one, is a fuel stop on a longish trip. Strapped to the rear pillion seat is a 20 litre drum of fuel, which after the picture was taken, was removed and partially put into the motorcycle fuel tank. The roads here, although back then they were mostly really tracks, were extremely straight, with corners sometimes around 80km apart.
The next one, was an unbelievably big hole in the middle of the road/track. I came around a gentle curve on a sandy track, fortunately I was only travelling around 20 km/h to be met with the biggest hole in the middle of a track I had ever seen. I had nowhere to go as I couldn't change my direction as the surface was very loose material, so I centred the bike and braked as hard as possible.
Ending up in this super big hole. It took me quite a while to get the bike out, which I did by laying the bike on its side, then twisting it around to face rearwards. Luckily I travelled with a small shovel and I was able to easily widen the hole to allow me to turn the motorcycle around.
