Bust out those photo albums.
Me, circa 1981.
Me, circa 1981.
Your origins?
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I had a CT70 before this, but that little '72 CB100, for 13 year old me in 1978, was pure freedom!
I still get that feeling today. Doesn't matter the size, make, model. Dirt, street or anything in between.
Motorcycles are just the tops!
I still get that feeling today. Doesn't matter the size, make, model. Dirt, street or anything in between.
Motorcycles are just the tops!
You are missing the strip of duct tape across the top of your duck bill visor lol.1975
1979
I had a cool, hand-built racing go-kart at age 9 acquired from the guy who built and raced it (father's co-worker) but had no idea I'd get involved with bikes later.
Me and my Dad on a Sachs 2 stroke of unknown size (150 maybe?) when I was around 10 or 11.
My first bike, a Honda CA102 Cub, bought used and beaten up in 1968 for $50 by my father... unbeknownst to me, he planned to give it to me to keep that Christmas. I opened my last present, a small box, and in it was the key to the bike I'd been riding and learning on all summer with a note that said "Happy motoring!" It was a POS but was the beginning of a lifelong love affair with 2 wheels
Me and my Dad on a Sachs 2 stroke of unknown size (150 maybe?) when I was around 10 or 11.
My first bike, a Honda CA102 Cub, bought used and beaten up in 1968 for $50 by my father... unbeknownst to me, he planned to give it to me to keep that Christmas. I opened my last present, a small box, and in it was the key to the bike I'd been riding and learning on all summer with a note that said "Happy motoring!" It was a POS but was the beginning of a lifelong love affair with 2 wheels
I’d have to dig for original pics but the first little mini-bike me and my brother rode the crap out of was a Chibi. Googled image…
Then somewhere along the way my older brother picked up a Yamaha 125 Enduro which was good for wicked jumps. I repainted it Allis Chalmers orange whilst I was repainting one of Dad’s tractors and rode that all through high school.
Then somewhere along the way my older brother picked up a Yamaha 125 Enduro which was good for wicked jumps. I repainted it Allis Chalmers orange whilst I was repainting one of Dad’s tractors and rode that all through high school.
I started riding in 1967, when I bought my first bike at 13. A 1964 Ducati Cadet 100 2T.... The rest is history.
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Me in 1984.
No picture of it? If not, I know that feeling well, film cameras back then were a PITA and cost money to get developed so it didn't happen often enough
Very cool. If that Vega in the garage is still around, you need this LOL
Haha good eye most folks mistake it for a Camaro. I actually miss that Vega, it was a fun car to drive. Not my car, but nearly identical.
I think alot of us can relate. I lost all of mind in the "Great Divorce Wars of the 80's".
Yeah, I can relate more than most. I was 3 times stupid, divorced in the '70s, again in the '80s and again in the '90s. Finally found the right one in 2001, we've been together over 20 years now (literally 7 more years than the other 3 combined). Oh yeah, and I lost a lot of stuff in those 3 stupid times too, of course
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After my Dad got me on a bike at 14 and he already had one, we taught my Mom to ride on a CT70. After a few months she graduated to an SL100. This is one of my favorite pics from our camping days, less than a year after she started riding at age 44
I had pics I took with my Instamatic, but my Dad tossed everything when my Mom passed away in 1977.
Dude, sorry to hear. Had to have been tough for you both.
Feelin out of place here.
Every single photo in this thread was taken before I was born..
Every single photo in this thread was taken before I was born..