NEW Royal Enfield Interceptor panniers revealed! Travel pictures and more from the Craven Adventure Archives.
Our first newsletter of 2020 is a little later than expected, but it's all for a good reason. Our big news for 2020 is that our Interceptor panniers are in production! We have developed these panniers to suit the high-rise silencers of the new Royal Enfield and other 'new classics', see further down for more details!
We've also got the third installment of Ken and Mollie Craven's adventure across the Balkans in our regular archive feature. Real Classic magazine feature Craven luggage - editor Frank in love with his topbox and a reader in dire need of one! And as always a customer Craven photo - in this case a custom customer Craven photo! - of a maroon BSA outfit with all the trimmings.
We hope you enjoy this newsletter, and please send us photos of travels with your Craven's, we love to see them and share them! -
Craven Luggage in Print
"I am genuinely delighted that these Craven items are still available new." Frank Westworth, editor of the fantastic Real Classic magazine, wrote a feature about winter rides and praised his Snowdon topbox, describing it as 'essential'. An issue or two later it seems one of Real Classic's readers could have done with knowing this earlier as his tale of woe below tells!
We love Real Classic, you can subscribe here (and neither of us was paid for this promotion!) 
Motorcycle adventurer Simon tells of his trip across northern France. "My girlfriend's mother hated me because she had loaned us a brown suitcase to augment my Craven panniers and it was reduced to pulp after the trip."
Good thing we have topboxes now!
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From The Archives
In part three of Ken and Mollie's adventure in the Balkans, Mr & Mrs Craven (our founders) get stuck at the Yugoslav border, but Mollie's 'dusty German' comes in useful. Originally published in 1949 in The Motor Cycle, part 4 in our next newsletter
"Although we had a spell of sunshine the following morning from Venice to the frontier, at Gorizia the clouds gathered, and just as we entered the Yugoslav customs shed, the timbers creaked as the gale struck. The single naked bulb swung on its flex, and through the windows we contemplated Hetty as the hail bounced off her tank.
The officials, after perusing our touring documents, politely pointed out that our British papers had a statement clearly written in red ink-“Not valid for Yugoslavia" a little matter which I had failed to notice! Our visas were in order, but it looked as if our gremlin had played a trump card and won the game. However, my companion, who had endured the elements with amazing fortitude, was not going to be thwarted after so much discomfort. She achieved the near-impossible by literally arguing our way into the country, for after half an hour a friendly but harassed officer picked up the phone and, after speaking for a few moments, replaced the receiver with a smile. Came a moment's suspense—then, simply, “Proceed.”
The last rays of the sunset painted the snowy peaks of the Julian Alps ahead of us a vivid pink, and a distant range was periodically silhouetted by flashes from the storm rumbling in the distance. Soon we began winding through the hills, among dark pinewoods. The lamp spotted boughs and branches scattered over the highway, and ridges of gravel brought down by the deluge made the surface unstable. The solitude was impressive, and I felt like the helmsman at the tiller of a tiny boat far out to sea.
When we descended to the twinkling, spired city of Ljubliana, we could hear the clocks chiming midnight. We had expected to find a shabby town and a simple hotel, but the Hotel Sloan was a marble-fronted palace, and the band was still playing when we entered the reception hall. At breakfast we ate more butter than was good for our digestions. Later, during a thunder-hot morning, we headed for Zagreb, a hundred miles away. Within a dozen miles we were bumping over a cart-track, and it was evident that the main route had eluded us. For hours we floundered through the mire of farmyards, or whirled up clouds of grit from dusty tracks. Finally, in a valley, we rode through a saturated meadow, with our footrests creating a wake through the water, and regained the rolled gravel of the post-road.
Since leaving the frontier we had found the language problem a bit awkward, but Mollie kept producing dusty phrases of German like a conjuror producing unexpected rabbits; for this province had been under Austrian domination for a hundred years and German is still spoken as a secondary language by many of the peasants.
We ambled past communities of Swiss-looking chalets, all clustering around the quaint red pepper-pot steeples and their churches. Peasant girls in billowing skirts and embroidered aprons looked at us with friendly curiosity as we passed through their villages. Although the hills rose steeply, and wild torrents rushed through the valleys, it was a rich landscape, with lush meadows and grazing cattle, while the air was sweet with the perfumes of lime-trees, wild flowers and pines. We stopped in the sultry heat, picking and eating handfuls of wild strawberries on the alpine slopes." 
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Introducing the Meteor Pannier!
After months of research and design, we have finally produced our first test pair of panniers, specially designed for new 'classics' with high-rise silencers. Styled with the Royal Enfield Interceptor in mind, the new Meteor panniers are narrower so they clear the kicked silencer but still sit low on the bike. To maintain the storage capacity they are deeper horizontally to pack as much in as our other panniers - they can hold a full face helmet!
They will be mounted using bespoke brackets (below) and a very simple fitting kit.
The Meteor's are in the testing phase, but we hope to have them ready before the end of the month. Keep your eye on our facebook page and this newsletter for updates!
Cravens In The Wild!
At a recent BSA Owners Club meeting, our boss spotted this fine example of motorcycle lugagge! Colour-matched Snowdon topbox and Concorde panniers, complete with a wee trailer!
We can colour match a huge range of shades, including metallic finishes - contact us to discuss your requirements.

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