So what do you call a gaggle of Matchless motorcycles? Matchi? This little lot, all in pristine condition, were being ridden by a bunch of mates of mature years and youthful mind - plus a perchant for stopping off at a country pub at the end of their Dales ride. Like it.
I particularly liked the girder front fork bike and the WWII despatch bike - which came complete with a map case on the tank containing the routes between Normandy and Paris.
Nice to be in such esteemed company...
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