Saw a thread about a jerk parts vendor charging a 25% restock fee, reminded me of a time I tried to get a part from a dealer here...suddenly fond memories of old rockets i used to love flooded the back of my mind. It's funny how, like old friends you never really forget the machines of yesterday.
My first bike, 1972 Yamaha LS2, two trips to the hospital one screwed up knee, one concussion from hitting a tree. One long night with the state police for riding without a license, tags or documentation.
My second, 1972 CT175 Yamaha, no injuries, no fines, lots of stupidity.
My third, old as dirt 1973 Kawasaki 125 nearly died of exhaustion trying to get this one to start every time.
Number four, 1976 Suzuki GT380 and one of my favorites, just a cool little two stroke.
My fifth, 1984 Kawasaki 550 LTD another fun one and second that was scary fast.
6th For the life of me I can't find a pic anywhere It was an old two stroke Indian enduro unknown age and displacement. was cool just because.
7th, 8th 9th and 10th 1972-1977 Yamaha enduros 125, 250, 250, 360 all wicked fun.
While the pics are carefully selected as the best representation of each bike as far as model, color and condition the pics are not mine (did not have a camera back then).
And that's every motorcycle I've ever owned up until my Vol. I loved every one of them, miss a couple