Raising the dead! I'm getting a 1971 Honda CT90 back into street/trail running condition after my ex/daughter-in-law left it outside for years for the elements and her overgrown canines to destroy. I'm having to replace every piece of rubber and/or plastic that can be chewed through, including the tires! My mistake for thinking it would actually stay in MY garage where I put it for storage while away on business.
I use to love to ride the bike through the Rocky Mountains from 6000-10000 feet without missing a beat. Here in New Braunfels, with loads of oxygen, it should really 'scream.'
I've had various motorcycles since I was 12 (now I'm 50) and had about every size, shape, and horsepower ever not needed. I really don't know why I survived my teens on a Kawasaki triple that handlebars would shake at speeds above 85 mph.
I'm much mellower now, just looking for a 'fun little ride' with great gas mileage. My neighbors stare at my little bike in my garage as I tinker away amazed that a grown man would ride such a 'toy.' Really, they must be jealous , I say.
Thanks for letting me join. This seems like it will be a great group.
Ed (aka Archrough)
I use to love to ride the bike through the Rocky Mountains from 6000-10000 feet without missing a beat. Here in New Braunfels, with loads of oxygen, it should really 'scream.'
I've had various motorcycles since I was 12 (now I'm 50) and had about every size, shape, and horsepower ever not needed. I really don't know why I survived my teens on a Kawasaki triple that handlebars would shake at speeds above 85 mph.
I'm much mellower now, just looking for a 'fun little ride' with great gas mileage. My neighbors stare at my little bike in my garage as I tinker away amazed that a grown man would ride such a 'toy.' Really, they must be jealous , I say.
Thanks for letting me join. This seems like it will be a great group.
Ed (aka Archrough)