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Yamafreak
| | Posted on Monday, April 08, 2013 - 09:31 am: | 
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Just found this one 1972 Born To Be WILD!
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Ratman
| | Posted on Monday, April 08, 2013 - 10:18 am: |
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Classic pictures  the golden days of the simple life. Crazy how things change over the decades. Back then it was no helmet laws, no color TV, 8 tracks for music,the only one who had a computer was NASA, and it sure the hell wouldn't fit under the seat of a motorcycle. |
Etennuly
| | Posted on Monday, April 08, 2013 - 11:15 am: |
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General, it was the same for me and my buddies. We would leave the house at 8 am in the summer time and not be home until 9:30 just as the sun went down. We were eight and nine years old.
We weren't allowed to ride our bikes into the next town, which was three miles away, so we rode to the edge of town and or five miles the other way! Had a lot of miles on those 20" banana bikes! Good thing we all had some kind of job we did, from mowing to cleaning garages, so that we could buy more tires and our own Pepsi's and snacks.
The joke was that "Nobody will take these kids! After the first meal they will bring them right back!"
Does anyone allow, or train their nine year old how to run and maintain a two cycle push mower anymore? I mowed three lawns every week, none of my customers ever needed to call because I watched their lawns for them, when it was time, I mowed. It worked out to about $1.10 an hour and I had to buy the gas.
We also collected "pop" bottles along the highways for the 2 cent deposit. Those were the main roads before the Interstate bypasses were constructed. Truck traffic and non stop cars. We walked the berms and ditches to find the bottles. Our parents would probably go to jail for having let us do it, now days. |
Motorbike
| | Posted on Monday, April 08, 2013 - 11:45 am: |
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When I was about 12 I did a nasty endo on a Honda CT70 mini-bike. I hit a rock while riding between rows of hay on our farm and cartwheeled down a hill. I walked about 1/4 mile home and don't remember any of it. My neck hurt and my face was scraped up from the hay stubble. I passed out when I got home and when I came to, my parents told me what happened. The first thing I said was "Man, I'm sure glad I didn't have my helmet on, I might have scratched it up!" 
Also, my first traffic violation was on a '73 Honda SL 125. I was 14 and riding on back roads over to a friends place when I came over the hill and met a cop. I had done this dozens of times before with no issues and my parents had no idea. The cop immediately chased me down and scared the crap out of me. When he asked if I knew why he stopped me, I replied "Probably because I look like a 14 year old kid riding a motorcycle on a blacktop road?" He laughed and said "No, your bike doesn't have a rearview mirror!" He wrote me a ticket, even though I didn't have a drivers license at all and threatened to take the bike away. Anyway, my Dad was pissed when he found out.... I sure was a lot more careful to keep an eye out for cops after that. |
Tootal
| | Posted on Monday, April 08, 2013 - 06:08 pm: |
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I had a paper route and we got 11 inches of snow. I talked my mom into letting me use the dirt bike to deliver my papers. It was a 72 LT2 100 Yamaha. (Green tank) It worked great as I was the only paper to make it to the porch of my customers. They were all happy until the snow melted and they all had a trail running though their yards!!
So after the snow melted I just continued to ride the Yammer hammer. I had just loaded up my papers, after rolling them all, and was ready to head out when a cop sees me and lights me up. I'm on a dead end road so I took off down it till I came to the end and I just ran through the yards of about 3 folks down to another road. I rode the fastest way home and stashed the bike in the garage and got out my bicycle. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted! |
Teeps
| | Posted on Monday, April 08, 2013 - 07:57 pm: |
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Sounds like we all grew up on the same street. |
Etennuly
| | Posted on Monday, April 08, 2013 - 08:01 pm: |
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Yeah, back when America stood for something and the Cold War was real. |
Tootal
| | Posted on Monday, April 08, 2013 - 10:33 pm: |
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OK, that's it! All you old bastards, myself included, need to be at Buelltoberfest! Save your damn stories for the campfire, it's what a campfire is for! Well that and beer and mason jars, just sayin! Speaking of mason jars and TWO, I just was down there and I have pictures to share as soon as I download them from the new camera I'm still learning how to use! |
Britchri10
| | Posted on Tuesday, April 09, 2013 - 07:17 am: |
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I think I grew up on that street too! (Only my street was 4000 miles away in England!)
my intro' to motorcycles was a Velocette 500. It belonged to an uncle and he first put me on the back when I was 7 or so.
We ran dirtbikes on the farm (great for herding cattle/scaring ourselves silly while being chased by goats.)
Chris C |
Luftkoph
| | Posted on Friday, April 19, 2013 - 08:14 am: |
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Natalie Batchezk my 1st m/c love lust, oh were speaking of bikes, sorry |
99savage
| | Posted on Friday, April 19, 2013 - 08:44 am: |
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1st motorcycle I was on was in early 50's, on a full size, bagger - Indian? - Harley? - didn't know the difference then.
Belonged to a neighbor who drove Texaco tanker and had his ride painted the same royal blue. - Reflectors and fringe and studs and tassels everyplace. - Yuch!
That had no appeal for me. (+ thought the owner was an A.H.)
Then when in early teens a shirt tail cousin of mine rode his Gold Star down from Canada and I fell in love. - On that contrivance you were limited only by your skill and imagination and free from the tyranny of the roads. - Just had to "borrow" that while the folks took cousin into the city.
My old man was a soviet apologizing Leftist who hated motorcycles, sporty cars, going fast or much anything else that was fun. - Had to wait till I was out of the house to buy 1st ride, a Honda Hawk. - Good ride, put on 15,00 miles 1st 1 1/2 years.
Still looking for a ride with that as much romance as the Gold Star. - The ULY comes close but nothing with an electric start will ever do.
(Message edited by 99Savage on April 19, 2013) |
Chorizo
| | Posted on Sunday, April 21, 2013 - 12:07 pm: |
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It was the Binelli mini bikes at the JC Penny auto center that got me. They had great paint jobs and a seat to die for.
I think there were four models. One for each of us. We made the manager nervous.
I rode a CT70 in high school. Its a miracle Im alive. Rode to school, work, baseball practice, and back to the house for a nooner when I was lucky.
Married that girl and sometimes we still ride to lunch and get lucky. |
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