Good topic this one with some very interesting replies.
Musky your story and pic is terrific, I have a big interest in veterans as well as the A's. Dont worry about the distant family connection, thats a lot more common than most think. In my family we always say we dont have any skeletons in the closet, we tried to put some in but there were too many bones in there already.
My history with BSA's starts when I was 6 in 1962. My father bought a house that had to be transported to where we lived, here in South Australia in those days a house being transported had to have a police escort, in our case it was a copper on a A10. I still remember very clearly sitting on the side of the road looking at this big black shiney motorbike and saying to myself that I'm going to have one of them oneday.
I got my first bike of my own when I was about 12 and had a few bikes between then and when I turned 15, mostly Bantams or anything I could get for free. When I was 15 1/2 I started looking for a bike to ride when I turned 16 and got my licence, I found a A10 totally in pieces in a big box for $100. My father didnt like bikes and didnt want me to have any let alone one that I could ride on the road but I bought it ( money I saved from rabbit trapping) and then bought a manual and page by page put it together. I got it going and registered it and that was my first road bike.
