Unfortunately, we are traveling and doing so many things, I have not had time to build this page. So it basically consists of the list of motorcycles we own or have owned in Chronological order.
The Honda CB350 (Brown) was the only bike I ever owned that I never rode. Ex-Boss gave me this bike after Mice/Rats had chewed through the wiring. It was in very good shape, it just did not run. At the time I didn't have time to fix bike so I gave it to a colleague. He later committed suicide. Felt it would be unkosher to ask his surviving wife for the bike back.
Kawasaki Mach iii 500
First night (early morning) CHP stopped me doing 120+ MPH on the 91 freeway. I had just dusted a Turbo Carrera Porshe. Just one of many, many, many tickets! I could not keep the front wheel on the ground! Could not help from weaving and racing on freeways. This was one fast bike. Only a couple of problems: No brakes, no handling, terrible gas mileage. Sold it to finance trip to Misery just before the big move from California to Illinois (Ill Noise).
Triumph Trophy Trail
Actually this was my Dad's bike but I put a fair amount of miles on it. I rode it on and off the road. Actually dropped it at Saddleback park doing a full-lock slide. Dad installed a trick aftermarket exhaust. Had that great (small) aluminum tank. Great bike. Wish I had this one back!
Suzuki TS/TM 250
I kitted a Suzuki TS 250 a TM 250, basically converting the TS250 into a "motocrosser". Purchased the racing kit from Suzuki including carb, down/up pipe, etc. Installed my leading-link/Earles/Springer front fork with Curnutt shocks, Trick rear shocks with dampening adjustment (the first I know of), plastic tank, Preston Petty (?) fenders. It was one trick bike. My worst crash ever occured on this bike. The CZ racing team was visiting Saddleback park and racing around the TT track for fun. I thought I OWNED this track. I stayed on their back tires, full lock slides, enormous jumps. However, I highsided onto the main straight. I was a tangled mess. Sprawled across the left side of the bike, my left legged was bent and wedged between the front wheel and frame. My right leg was caught between the rear tire and and fender. My butt was sitting and burning on the stinking down/up pipe. Everyone thought I had broken legs and arms. After a few minutes, I came to. Later I stood up, but could not start the bike. Put a hole in the piston while spending a week in the high desert. Dad fixed it and sold the bike while I was on my church mission. I needed the money.
Montesa 250
The Montessa 250 was a motocross bike. Sort of. Dad bought it used so we could fix it up and sell it. The piston slap was louder than the exhaust! But it ran and handled like a bat out of H_LL. I made new fiberglass fenders using the originals as molds. We stiched a new seat. Sold it for $100 profit. Hated selling it but the proceeds went to a good cause.
Suzuki TS 185
The Suzuki TS185 was the last bike Dad bought me. Wonderful bike. Dad and I spent a lot of great times riding together. As I aged I learned not to follow him. Worst crash: Ran into a tree while smoking down a trail in Big Bear. Lot's of blood. Dad spent quite a lot of time cleaning the wounds on my legs. Thought for sure Mom was never going to let me ride again.
I replaced the steel fenders and tank with Preston Petty (?) items. I replaced the front forks with a leading-link springer fork with Curnutt shocks. This front end was incredible for its day. I could ride over anything. Dropped it down a 20-30 foot cliff, no problem. Had various rear shocks including a set of Girlings and others I cannot remember. Also installed a Hooker expansion chamber, Webco HI-COM massive finned head, compression release, etc. After all the work we did to the bike, I was about the only one who could ride it. Keeping the front wheel on the ground was virtually impossible.
Just before selling it, dad painted the old steel tank a pink-purple color and installed it. I don't think I ever rode the bike again. The bike practically killed the guy who bought it. One more TS185 story. Late one evening riding in the high desert the CDI broke about 30-40 miles from the cabin. A bunch of drunk guys in a 4x4 towed me back to civilization. This was one scary ride. They kept throwing bottles and cans at me from inside as they weaved back and forth. Unfortunately, I was stuck. The rope between them and me was tied to my HANDLEBAR crossbar!!! How did I make it through my teenage years alive?
Suzuki TS 90
The Suzuki TS90 was the first new bike Dad bought me. He quickly traded them (he bought two) in for the two TS185s. Had a trick 2 x 4 gearbox. I was too young and poor to fix it up.
Honda 50
Honda 50 step-thru. Our first motorcycle. Dad bought it to give me something to do at the cabin. What a blast. Tore open my knee in a race against a mini-bike. Didn't heal for years (kept opening it up!) I could ride for a weekend on one tank of gas, which cost about 25 cents to fill up.
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