My favourite motorcycles, los partos cinque
los partos uno
los partos deus
los partos tre
los partos quattro
OK, I'm on a roll and nothin's gunna stop me now. Whe I was a young bloke, I lived in motorcycling heaven, but 'cept for the weather. Smooth windy roads all over the shop. Lovely. The first road bike that I spent any serious amount of time on was one of these:
Ain't she pretty? It's a 1975 Honda CB400F and it's still just about the perfect bike to just have fun on. Haven't ridden one in over twenty five years, so I would imagine that they would be a bit short of neddies by today's standards, but if anybody knows where there is one for sale, my email is on the sidebar. I want one to play with again. In their day they were light, flickable, well braked and just generally sporty without being overly macho about it.
They had the sexiest header pipes ever put on a Japanese motorcycle, too. Didn't sound too sporty until you stuck a bit of rod through the baffles in the muffler, but damn; they looked good. The engine looked good from the other side, too:
I love being able to see the engine on a bike. Fairings are a good thing when you are actually sitting on the bike, but nothing beats naked to look at.
Dunlop used them to advertise theit TT100 tyre, which I guess from looking at the bikes in the top of the picture below;
was their road-going version of the old triangulars.
was their road-going version of the old triangulars.
I'm late for work, later 'gators.
8 Comments:
groovy. learn something new every day, i never knew any of them came out with standard 4 into 1's back then
Women are arguably better to ride than motorbikes as somebody with the pseudonym Dirk Thruster would surely attest. Mind you a Honda would never nag you or complain of headaches.
One of me old mates called in last night, he has just got himself a smaller Harley after being bikeless for about 15 family filled years.
I hope he doesn't do what my best mate did 5 years ago and kill himself on a suburban roundabout at 50 years of age, sober, coming home from work.
The first mate mentioned used to own a Norton and ride to QLD from Melb each year.
He was notoriously unorganised.
One morning leaving on his hip Norton at 5 am, leather jacket over dirty jeans and lambskin vest, the battery was flat and he was in a lather trying to kick start it after 20 mins. In desparation the tough bikie who frightened the neighbours was reduced to starting the bike at 7.30 am , just as the middle class street was coming to life, by getting the women in the house to push his bike down the street in their pink dressing gowns and fluffy slippers.
Cool? tough? image?
He was glad he was of for QLD for 3 months.
What, no Harley? I love mine, but the weather has been horrible lately so although she's waxed and shined, new oil in her bag... just waiting for more pleasurable riding. Nice pictures.
Rat,
hip, too.
Pud,
My memories are pleasant, but vague.
FXH,
how cool were lambskin vests? And are your Norton friends initials JT? I've heard a similar story.
TS,
There are three Harleys on my list. All in good time.
dirk - he was AWOL from the Air Force for a few years and used a few different names. He used to shift around a bit convinced they were after him and following him.
Eventually we got him to give us permission to make enquiries. Turns out they weren't really interested in him at all and they gave him an honorable disharge and shitload of backpay.
He had wasted about 4 years living underground without a bank account or ID or licence or.... etc. Shame.
And no he reckons he's not a better person for it.
Because I like you so much I'm sending you a FREE paper clip!
Thanks for the note to my mom. Hope your day's great!
Fxh,
nup, differnt fella, the one I'm thinking of eneded up in the Hell's Angels.
Cant,
I'll treasure it always.
Budd,
nifty link, ta. I tried to find a pic of a bike like my old one, but nup.
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