Happy Valley
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My sister was dating a guy who had an old Harley, suicide clutch and stick shift on the gas tank. He used to take me for rides and I loved it and was hooked.
Couldn't afford anything like that so the first bike was a 65cc Honda and my buddy got an 80cc Yamaha.
We rode those things all over. One week in the summer we went "camping"....least that's what we told the folks. From southern New England we headed out and just kept going. Decided we were going to the 1967 World's Fair that was being staged in Montreal. We made it, had a ball at the Expo, slept wherever we could find.
Heh, put a thousand miles on a 65cc with nothing but a sleeping bag, pocket full of change and the cheap toolkit that came with the bike.
People thought we were nuts.
Hadn't thought of that in years, thanks for the memories.
Couldn't afford anything like that so the first bike was a 65cc Honda and my buddy got an 80cc Yamaha.
We rode those things all over. One week in the summer we went "camping"....least that's what we told the folks. From southern New England we headed out and just kept going. Decided we were going to the 1967 World's Fair that was being staged in Montreal. We made it, had a ball at the Expo, slept wherever we could find.
Heh, put a thousand miles on a 65cc with nothing but a sleeping bag, pocket full of change and the cheap toolkit that came with the bike.
People thought we were nuts.
Hadn't thought of that in years, thanks for the memories.