I think this belongs in Old School, but this bike is probably the most rustastic relic to ever survive the 1970's. I'll also bet this is the most corroded bike to ever grace this sub-forum. I pulled this out of a small shed last fall, I've been meaning to do something with this bike since 15 years back. It's got very little mileage on it and the engine is same as it was in 1975. Well except for some serious coastal anodizing. NOS parts are not going to be a big part of my budget, which isn't up to buying rare and back-ordered unobtainium through Bevelheaven. Little backstory: In 1972-ish, a shitheel friend's son stole my beloved Suzuki TS90. So I was without a bike to ride to school. And that summer a Ducati 250 'dune bike" was in the local paper, with whatever star's alignment or luck would have it. So I and my Father went out to look at it, and we bought it immediately. It had a giant sprocket, seriously granny geared, had a huge, ratty Trelleborg knobby and slightly tweaked rear wheel, but it was otherwise not really badly treated. Problems: It smoked, like a 1968 DT-1 with a GYT kit on 20:1 Castrol R, smoked. Well duh, it spent a portion of it's life riding the Oregon Dunes near Hauser and mid 1960's narrow case Ducati Scrambers had a POS airfilter made of oiled horsehair and 0# steel wool. But surprisingly it had good compression and a really loud straight pipe. Jerry's 4 cycle shop had some replacement old glass pack chrome mufflers that took the edge off some of the nasty noise this pipe made, but nothing quieter. Dad wasn't exactly pleased with the decibel reduction, but my 17 year old response was "Fuck yeah!" I especially liked the sound it made on downhills. The sound it made rolling off the throttle coming down 10th street in fourth gear was pure music. It was properly street licensed, lights fixed ( somewhat..) a smaller back sprocket and it was a pretty happy bike at 50 to 70 mph (indicated, don't know if the old Veglia speedo was that accurate..). The following year I found a used Honda CB450 right hand muffler that was almost like it was made for the Ducati. I did have to lop about a foot or so off the stock pipe, and then welded. But it ran better, and was much quieter. The glass pack was getting me negative LEO attention. I rode this bike for 3 years. Many long trips to the Willamette Valley, Rogue Valley, Portland. A memorable long weekend's summer's trip up and back from Astoria to Eureka, with lots of backroads exploration. Most of the CB/NB Water Board's trails and various logging roads and trails in and around Coos Bay's locale. But after it lost it's aircleaner and several small engine bits in a failed, late night theft attempt, (my dad foiled at 12:30 AM.) I parked it, it was to be never ridden again. It got moved a lot, mostly poorly stored in an open sided breezeway and open barns from 1975 to the present. Dad passed from this world in 2000, and I became the curator of this relic. The fuel tank is almost spotless.. The old Dell'orto is in a really bad way.. The engine has been touched by our marine air.. But it now runs..