There are journey's of all sorts. Some are solo, some not ... but all are personal. Some have clear destinations ... many do not. Many have a fuzzy goal ... that changes and morphs over time to something you accept. Still for others as the clarity of the goal sharpens the destination becomes specific ... and doesn't look like anything like the destination as envisioned at the beginning of the project. For those of you purists, please stop reading and go no further. What you are about to witness is the destruction of a 1978 R100RS. It will be bastardized to a point that is unrecognizable when compared to the original form. For those of you who love those old school looks with modern functionality ... keep reading. The end result is a fully functional bike, that can be ridden across the country at a moments notice. In the summer of 2008 I decided I wanted a motorcycle. I had a little crotch rocket in college, and the neighborhood friends had YX80's and 125's when I was young. I just felt I needed the wind on my face again. I'm 39, have had one automobile accident in my life (other guys fault), and am a disgustingly safe driver. I began the research ... I wanted a reliable, rock solid, bike for cruising the two lane roads of North Georgia. Ohh ... and I love old things. A single Google search landed me here. What are the odds? Initially I wanted a Norton. I got talked out of that fairly quick. I still love them .. they are beautiful. I have a friend who has a 68' 850 ... and when it runs ... it screams. I started looking at BMW's. More research lead me to 76 to 81, R80's, R90's and R100's. From what I read these seemed to be the most reliable, and oldest I could get for the amount of money I wanted to spend. I began the search in earnest. About two months later a friend calls me. Friend: "You know anything about motorcycles?" Me: "A little. Why?" Friend: "This guy hasn't paid for his storage unit for six months. We're cleaning it out, and buried beneath all this crap there appears to be an old BMW." Me: "I'll be right there." We spent about two hours digging it out from in between furniture, and buried in cloths from the 80's. I was way too excited about it ... I forgot to bring the camera. Anyway, what was beneath the mound was a 1978 R100RS. The faring was cracked to the point of being questionable. There were many missing parts ... the carbs were FILLED with the white aluminum oxidation. The seat needed help. The instrument cluster was non functional, and read 14K ... but I was guessing at 114K. Rear disc was toast. The compression was 30psi, and 45psi in the cylinders. The tank was rusted and had holes in it. The last time it was registered was in 1997 (it was 2008). But, I could take the front cover off and turn the engine. Under the seat I found the original tool kit, and a little notebook with 'maintenance' performed, the transmission wet cleanly through all the gears ... The bike apparently had belonged to an Army officer ... and the officer had taken the bike all over the world. There were maintenance receipts from Germany, Korea (have you seen that bike test?!) ... and all over the states. SO .. the owner of the storage unit wanted me to pay for the 'back rent'. I did. At the very least, I could part it out and make more than that investment. Here she is ... as she arrived home. I began taking her apart to access the damage and work. I would need new carbs. The cylinders were rusted. I could hold the heads up to the light and see light through the valves. The tank will need replacing. The bills for this were piling up. I became 'friends' with John Landstrom at Blue Moon. Nathan from Boxerworks was a real asset. I never liked the faring ... so once I got her running I sold it ... for bout 300$ more than I bought the bike for. But of course ... the first goal was to just get her running. Sweet. Next came riding it. Check. Now lets make it sound good Over the last year, I've had my share of issues ... from dead charging system (THANKS BRAD!!), leaking seals (THANKS baldwithglasses (LEN!)) ... but with the help of the people here (Wirespokes, wirewrkr, bgoodsoil, pbeckm, Anton ... ) I have always fixed it better than what it was. Once it was working ... I started focusing in on what I wanted it to look like. Version 2.0 Then V2.1, added the ammo cans, because I could sell the BMW bags for 300$, and finance an new tank. Then a new tank ... Upright /2 bars ... Acewell ... SURPRISE! My Uncle had been watching my progress ... and had secretly wanted a BMW for years ...So he got one ... a '78 R80. His is the Orange Tank ... mine the White. My Uncle! Then I realized that I really wasn't going to be riding two up. I started looking at solo seats ... and what I wanted was an older knucklehead type seat ... I was recommended to Jim Bryant ... who makes sidecars and other fun stuff for CJ750's. He has a new seat that was supposed to be plug n' play for /2's ... and I had to do a little fabrication ... but I made it work. The list of new parts is long ... New wheels (spokes, a recent edition) Drum brake (not the disc of the RS) New seat New pistons (one up) Rebored cylinders Mikuni Carbs (34s) Rebuilt starter Complete new Charging System (from an 85 GS, Thanks BRAD!) Acewell Speedo (AMAZING directions pbeckm) /2 bars Parabellum Windscreen Jim's CJ seat. Redone heads (new guides, ground valves) Numerous seals Rear main seal (THANKS BRAD!) Oil pump seal Fantastic Transmission advice (Thanks ANTON!) New timing chain New battery New tank New tires New coils and ignition wires. Crash Bars I'm sure I've missed something (probably many things) ... but at the end of the day ... I realize that this journey will continue. At no point have I reached the goal or end ... Indeed the point of the trip seems to be the journey itself. And I can't tell you how much fun this has been. Getting dirty or riding. I really don't know which I enjoy more. I think I'll go change the oil in the gear box (I just replaced the shift lever seal) ... I'm thinking synthetic. Thoughts?