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Discussion in 'Old's Cool' started by Backlund, Oct 20, 2019.
Me around 1968 on Maico in Holland
^^^^^ I had the same haircut and sweater in 68
Well I hope you kept the girlfriend:)
Picture captures an image right outa my day dreams from back in the day; when the outstanding evil was knievel.
Those guys at the back wouldn't be from Queensland by any chance?
Pensive moody pic ...LOL
I was part of the trailer park boys before they made the big time, yep the guy with the drink is Ricky
CB900F with the Euro control kit, OMT exhaust etc, one of the nicer bikes I've owned
Lehigh, Iowa 1973 or thereabouts.
Isn’t this the second post on this whole thread? Getting old are we...
We need a I am very, very sorry button.
Thanks for the kind words, I didn't want to turn this into the tear jerker thread but I'm having a tough time finding old pics of bikes and hooligans as we were usually acting up and didn't feel much like carrying a camera around!
As far as the wifey bike pic it's just really hard to put on your big boy pants and carry on at 70 years old. I still think like a dopey teenager...
We used to jump cars at the local agricultural show, that was a RM125 S, model before the A high pipe. Poor little thing copped a flogging
I think this was in 1981
My Honda CJ 360T
1985. My first bike - a 73 Triumph Trident.
El Dorado Arkansas.
I would hang out at McManus Cycle, an old school shop.
I'm giving a one finger wave (index finger!) to the cutie on the horse.
Seriously? Robb Wells?
Just a laugh mate, the whole scene did seem like episodes of the trailer park boys though. Lots of bad life decisions...
Your first bike was a Trident? How is it you're still here?
in my teenage group there was a Trident, a water buffalo, and me on an H2... we all survived.
No pictures from way back when. But I still own the bike I rode to high school.
Edited for some back story: My Suzuki TS90 was stolen that early summer 1972, as luck would have it the following weekend I was test riding a 1966 Jawa 250 which I was completely smitten with for some stupid reason, and I'm about to pay a used, retail shop price for, when this bike is in the local classifieds. Doesn't even describe the bike except, 'Italian dune cycle, $275'. Dad and I bring the pickup, and in the shed behind the owner's house is this sand encrusted relic with a box of bits. It has compression, spark and most of the lighting parts. And I buy it.
Two weeks later it's legal and roadworthy(?) and is my adventure and school commute bike for 3 years. Then it gets stored for 44 years. Many ADV experiences on it, even if I didn't know what ADV riding was back then. Frankly it was not as nimble or trail usable as the old Suzuki. Occasionally I still hanker for one of those old rotary valve Suzukis.
A 450 Jupiter ‘ss’ by chance?
I rode one during high school as well!