During my time with it, I converted the big bear to a street racer. During those days, street racers was the fade. I replaced the handle bars with a straight one, removed the seat to a cafe seat, removed the kick start lever, so it had to be pushed like a race bike... strange eh! took out the exhaust baffles (sounded like a race bike), even found a used mini race fairing.
In my school years, I belonged to a motorcycle club (un-organized).
The club comprised of all my school buddies; Rick Huurman on a Yamaha 100, Chris Prince on a Yamaha 100, Jack Dempster on a Honda 175 I think, Allan Elsell driving a 125 Yamaha, Mario ? on a Yamaha 100, Fred Hawes on a Ducati 125 / Yamaha 250 and a few others.
This was a great time of my life... lots of friends, a club, a feeling of belonging, lots going on.
A memorable times...
Our weekend drives through Stanley Park... we would be pulled over by the police... just to check us out... hassle us. They would check our licenses, check on the bikes... we would be stopped a few times during one ride. I guess they were trying to discourage group riding! Can you see it... a group of 100cc motorcycles being pulled over... !
Another ride we went on was to Long Beach, Vancouver Island. The whole group packed up for a vacation. Since my bike was the largest, I seemed to get saddled down with most of their camping gear, while they had a great time "racing" down the mountain roads. In those days, the road to Long Beach was gravel, and you were allowed to camp and ride on the beach.
Lots of great memories there...racing on the beach, pulling bull kelp behind your motorcycle, beach fires, the beer and lots of friendships!
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| The motorcycle picture here is the exact model and colour |
Every time I smell two-stroke oil, it brings me back to those early motorcycling days... just love it.
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| Many fond memories to say the least! |
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