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When did you discover that riding was in your blood?
For me it was a neighbour's uncle that had a Honda 305 Dream.
I was 8 and the friend of a young girl my age two doors over. She had an uncle that by all accounts was a little wild. He had a thick German accent so that made him all the more eccentric, and fun to listen to.
He'd come by their house from time to time to visit driving either an old Mercedes dressed up as a home made stock car, or sometimes he'd show up on the Honda 305. One day he asked all the adults hanging around if anyone wanted to go for a ride around the block on the bike. No takers. Maybe because they knew him better than I did.
When no one else stepped forward I said "I'll go". I really believed he wouldn't take a "kid" on that bike, but he replied with "hold onto za seat schtrapp ya, und lean mit me into za turns".
That trip around the block changed my life. My back alley became my motorcycle test track until I was old enough to legally drive and I have never not had a bike of some sort or another in my life since!:icon_lol:
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The summer when I was 14 years old . . . .
Well, I was born in January 1947 which will make me 70 this coming January. When I was 14 in 1961 my dad didn't hesitate to help me buy this used 1958 Lambretta (yes that's me in the picture). That was my first ride. There have been years since then that I was without two wheels due to military service, career, etc. but I'll never forget that summer when I was 14, the best of my life . . .
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Man u guys bringing back good memories.A good friends dad was into those kaw triples always tinkering in the barn with em.So cool to ride them of course on one wheel.Actually we rode dirt bikes an had blast on em.The honda 90 was popular as another friend rode that thing everywhere.Also intrigued with 2 uncles on mom's side that rode the harleys.It is neat seeing how u all started some a little later in life than others yet a common trait here we all couldn't get it out of our blood if we stopped ridin.Really cool the older riders as I plan to keep ridin as long I can..great stories safe ridin
Anybody heard of "Heathkit"
In the 60's-70's they made DIY kits for everything from TV's to minibikes (yes, you could build yourself one of those new - fangled colour TV's)... At 13 years old my Dad gave me the "Boonie -Bike" as a surprise birthday present. I spent the next days ripping around at a cottage in the Muskoka region; no helmet, license or brains, but the greatest feeling of independence I've ever experienced. When I turned 16 my first real bike was a BSA Royal Star. Other bikes followed, but like many others, career, marriage and kids put it all on hold until a few years ago. I do regret that, but intend on making up for lost time....