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2022 Bikes of the Month

January
1978 Yamaha XS 750 Special
By Rick James

I bought one of these Yamaha's brand new in 1978, and then went on a 5 week trip with a buddy who also had one. These bikes are fun, fast, smooth, and comfortable with triple disc brakes and shaft drive. I purchased and installed a "Triumph bend" set of handlebars to replace the ridiculous "pullbacks", and I also installed a rear rack. I put 14,000 miles on it in less than a year, then sadly had to sell it because I was getting rained on in the San Diego winter. I needed a car.

Fast forward to 2005. I was going through Craigslist and spotted an ad for one the same year and color as the one I had. It stated, "engine seized, needs work, $400 ". I'm thinking ok, so it probably has a seized piston, that's not too hard to fix, so I purchased the XS. I squirted some penetrating oil into each cylinder, let it sit for a few days, and tried to turn the engine over with a breaker bar and socket. Nope. Wouldn't budge. I then joined an online Yamaha Triples Club and while searching through their forums, I learned about something called "gas-oil". Yamaha's of this era used vacuum operated fuel petcocks that open when the engine is running, and close when it's shut off, closing off the diaphragm. There wasn't an "off" position on the petcock. What would happen is the diaphragm would wear out, allowing gas to slowly leak past the intake ports and eventually go by the piston rings and dilute the crankcase oil. It was a big deal and Yamaha had a recall on them, unfortunately it had ended before I bought this bike. It took me several months to tear it down to find the rods had run hot and seized the bearings. I purchased a used crank, a set of rods, new rod and crank bearings, a manual, and a gasket set. I also purchased a pair of manual petcocks. These motors are very well built, the quality is amazing. The bike itself was pretty nice and had been garaged its entire life, so there was no need for further disassembly. I eventually finished the rebuild and installed it into the frame. After hooking everything up, it started right up. I stripped the gas tank and painted it the original "black gold", got a new seat cover and a set of tires. That was it, and my efforts were well worth it, I was instantly transported back to 1978 and had my new bike again. Who says you can never go back?  

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February
1968 Triumph T100C
By Fred Austin

In a casual conversation with a friend a couple of years ago he mentioned he had a couple of 1968 Triumphs in the back of his shop. One of them was a “Daytona”. I didn’t know anything about 500cc Triumphs. I did a little research on the twin carb 500 and it looked like a neat little bike. A couple weeks later I hooked the trailer up and headed for Napa. I was pleasantly surprised with the condition of the “Daytona” when I picked it up. The second bike a T100C was missing some tin but the rest looked complete. Rusty, corroded, and rode hard but complete. 

 

I sat in my shop for a week and looking at both bikes finally I decided to build the T100C first. Kind of a put a little lipstick on the pig, get it running and sell it and use the money to fix up the Daytona. Well, putting a little lipstick on the pig turned into the ground up restoration you see in this story. 

 

Oh, the “Daytona”, well it’s history. After many visits to the shop of a questionable individual who accompanied by his wife (the pair are right out of the 50’s Brando hit movie, “The Wild Ones”) supplies vintage British motorcycle parts on a back street in Sparks, I was persuaded to purchase a 1970’s something Bonneville. The Daytona went away to pay for the Bonneville. 

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March
1975 Harley-Davidson SX 250
By Frank Vavra

Added to my stable of fine mounts is a 1975 Harley Davidson SX 250. This is a pristine example of a Harley (Aermacchi manufactured) off road machine.

The SX250 is powered by an air-cooled, 2-stroke, single-cylinder engine with oil injection. A 32mm Dell ‘Orto PHB32 carburetor fed the piston-ported, chrome-plated cylinder, while a capacitive-discharge ignition provided sparks. Drive to the wet multiplate clutch was by gears, and a 5-speed transmission and chain to the rear wheel completed the drivetrain. The engine fitted into a dual-cradle steel tube frame with a Ceriani-style front fork and swingarm rear controlled by a pair of spring/shock units with five adjustable preload settings. Tires were 3.25 by 19 inches front and 4 by 18 inches rear.

Though conventional in most ways, the SX250 incorporated a number of useful features. The ignition system was independent of the battery, so the engine could be started and run without one. The swingarm used snail cam adjusters (a scheme pioneered by Rickman Motorcycles in England), making it easier to accurately set rear wheel alignment in the field. Equally practical was the quick-detachable rear wheel for fast tire repairs. Oil for the pressure-fed lubrication system was carried in the top frame tube; and the kickstart lever drove through the primary, meaning the engine could be started in gear — a real boon in the dirt.

The result was a machine that could be made competitive in offroad events with the right upgrades. Enduro legends Larry Roeseler and Bruce Ogilvie used a highly modified SX250 to win the motorcycle class in the 1975 Baja 500, recording Harley-Davidson’s only win ever in that event.

Specifications:

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    • Engine: Two-Stroke Single

    • Type: Air-Cooled, Port Induction

    • Bore & Stroke: 61mm x 60mm / 2.40″ x 2.34 Inches

    • Displacement: 174.1cc

    • Compression Ratio: 10.7 : 1

    • Carburetor: 27mm Dell’Orto

    • Electrics: 12 Volt

    • Lubrication: Oil Injection

    • Starting: Kick Only

    • Horsepower: 17HP

    • Transmission: 5-Speed

    • Primary: Gear Driven

    • Clutch: Wet, Multi-Plate

    • Frame: Steel, Double Down Tube

    • Suspension: 32mm Marzocchi Fork / Swingarm, Twin     Shocks

    • Wheels/Tires: 3.00 x 19 / 3.50 x 18

    • Brakes: 140mm SLS Drum / 140mm SLS Drum

    • Weight: 247 Pounds

    • Wheelbase: 54 Inches

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April
Framecrafters/Triple Tecs Triton
By Yoram Bronicki

Why build a Triton? Influencers were around even before the advent of social media, often they were called journalists. As I recall it, they would describe an object or an individual followed by the adjective legendary (or a similar superlative such as mythical) which immediately raised its stature above its peers. It was highly prevalent when writing about something from across oceans or state lines and the dim-witted kid who was reading those lines just had to accept it as such. In all fairness, there was generally an element of truth in that practice as, after all, the journalist who wrote it, did read about it in a commentary from that far and distant land. But whether it was just a grain or a bushel of truth was hard to ascertain. “What started as a shed-built concept soon turned into a mythical marque, and today Tritons are considered some of the most desirable vintage motorcycles on the road. “ https://www.bikeexif.com/top-5-triton-motorcycles

In 2016 I came across an ad for a 1972 T150V spending a graceless retirement in Tennessee and decided to buy it as a basis for a special project. At the time I just bought the bike because it was complete, titled and relatively inexpensive and it felt right to use it, rather than a road worthy Trident, as a basis for a special. The bike sat in my shop for a while, and I completed the ownership transfer and registration and decided to call it T-152.

 

As I was digitizing my motorcycle magazine archives I reread the Classic Bike article about Jim Hodges’ Triton, which was called the Ultimate Triton and this relit the Triton fantasy. As featherbed frames are not very common in the US, certainly not high tensile strength ones, I decide to call to Karsten Illg of Framecrafters to discuss how they could help me with the project. At about the same time Dave Madigan introduced me to Charlie Barnes of Triple Tecs which led to the introduction of Jerry Liggett who was most significant in turning my triple ownership experience from pride to joy.

 

Charlie agreed to build me a performance 850cc engine with an electric start conversion and so the engine was removed from the chassis and made the 500-mile trip to Southern California, in the company of a T160 engine. The process with Karsten was more iterative with discussion of different frame types but by July 2017 (after he has given up on me at least once) we agreed on the general characteristics of the project which was a bike based on Framecarfters’ FAT Featherbed frame design and therefore a close relative of the Triton.

My requirements were “simple” (or so I thought), I wanted a product that looked like a factory bike and not a special. I wanted to be different but only in the eyes of those who knew that this was a different bike. This dictated painted rather than polished aluminum, a Triumph logo and what I hoped was a somewhat subdued styling. As my intent was to ride the bike, I wanted reliability through modern components everywhere other than the engine where I put my trust in Triple Tecs. I always want light bikes and Karsten was hoping for a dry weight between 370 and 390 lb. My other request was to try and have a better fit for my height and I sent Framecrafters pictures of me on my T160 and on a Slimline Norton for them to have a better idea of the seat-foot rest bar triangle. I also asked for left foot gear shifting and Karsten had no problem building that for me.

 

The first few months were spent by Karsten on pinning down the different details that would dictate the build such as tank capacity, 4LS front brake or disc, fixed or adjustable yokes and aesthetic details such as turn signals. The fuel and oil tanks were ordered from the UK and by January I started getting pictures from the Framecrafters shop in Union, Illinois of the project coming together.

Charlie completed the engine in March, and it was shipped to Framecrafters. Work in Union progressed, and it was very exciting to get the status update pictures. Progress was slower than expected and the completion day kept moving and I had to accept that I would miss the 2018 riding season, which typically ends sometime in October. By November the bike was in final assembly. The plan was to pick the Triton up in Union in December. Prior to my arrival, Karsten called and said that they took the bike for a test ride and the engine quit working within two miles. Needing to get the bike to California, I kept the plan to get the UT-152. Seeing the Triton for the first time made my heart race. 

Back in California, Charlie inspected the bike, and all indications were that there was a loss of lubrication. As there were some debris in the engine it was impossible to know the exact cause. In hindsight, Charlie should have been there for the initial startup of the engine, or the bike should have gone back to Charlie, both are easy not to do when the shops are 2005 miles apart. My personal conclusion is not to start a new engine without a working oil pressure gauge, the mutli-display Motogadget gauge is too dangerous for a critical service like oil pressure. As the only way to turn the sour into sweet is to move forward, we decided to rebuild the engine as what Charlie called a 930 hot rod.

Due to Covid, the bike sat for about a year waiting for a rider to put some “shake down” miles on it. That finally happened when the bike was delivered to Jerry Liggett in October 2021. Jerry went through a few completion items and 4 years after the start of the build, took it on its first successful test ride. Afterwards, he reported that there were a few items to fix but “otherwise it was a beauty! It has lots of power ... it handles and brakes beautifully. The seating position is going to be perfect for you (that is me). It is a little long for me (Jerry)”. Jerry says that in terms of performance it feels almost like a Rob North, as it is only slightly heavier, but the frame geometry makes it more directionally stable. He also said that it was very comfortable, like a bed of feathers, but his smile disclosed that he was just checking my knowledge of the history of the British motorcycle industry.

What about the influencers? They were wrong and they were right. Wrong because they took a relative quantity in a constantly evolving, competitive field, and affix an absolute value to it. The motorcycles of 2021 are so much better than those of 2011 (let alone 1967) that the term legendary means nothing. Yet they were right because for so many of us who do not race, much of the joy is driven by an image in our head that even an indirect link to past fame can bring great satisfaction when we ride the bike, or just stare at it through the coffee shop’s window while having breakfast. And the ride? It was everything Jerry said it was.

I am grateful for the work of Karsten, Randy, Charlie and Jerry and for Jeff Weeks ability to capture the beauty of the motorcycle in pictures.

 

Build
Frame and Chassis: 

  • Framecrafters’ Chrome-Moly FAT Featherbed frame

  • 43mm fork, effective rake 26.5 degrees, trail 95 mm; Racetech adjustable rear shocks

  • Spoked wheels with 17” Sun rims, 3.5" front with tubeless Michelin Pilot Road 4 tire (120/70 ZR 17) , 4.25” rear tubeless Michelin Pilot Road 4 tire (150/70 ZR 17)

  • Brembo brake calipers with floating discs

  • Adjustable clip-on handlebars

  • TAB2 4-gallon aluminum fuel tank

  • TAB2 aluminum oil tank

  • Glass From The Past fairing

Engine
930 cc
Crankshaft lightened by 7lb
Carrillo rods,
forged pistons,
ported head,
30mm Keihin carburetors.
Camshafts Megacycle TC -intake a Johnson motors 15 (JOMO 15)- Exhaust 1⁄2” offset sprocket.
Estimated 92 HP at the rear wheel.
Semi wet weight - 420 lbs.

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May
1990 BMW K1
By George Canavan

Time to turn our attention to a different part of the old motorcycle hobby. AMCA specify bikes greater than 35 years old for participation in Chapter events*. Other interests in motorcycle collecting and riding are beginning to focus on “young timers”, bikes that are not yet at the 35 year threshold but are more available, less costly and easier to ride in dense, modern traffic. Many riders are picking up the bikes of their youth, bikes that are clean, low mileage examples or were out of their reach for several decades.

*(AMCA does allow geezers, such as me, to ride newer bikes so as to not be a hazard to self and others, thank you.)

 

Let’s step back in time and have a gander at one such new timer, the 1990 BMW K1. Entering the 1980’s, BMW corporate knew that they needed to step up their game to remain relevant in a very competitive market. While the Boxer Twins were beloved and fawned over by the faithful, there was a riding demographic who saw high performance, multi-cylinder land rockets as the future of road riding. BMW knew they needed an answer if they were to be around in the next decade. A halo sport bike needed to be launched to catch the eye of the new generation of riders who were fixated on technical, highly capable equipment.

 

On first blush, the K1 could be brushed off as an exercise in B.N.G. engineering, yes, Bold New Graphics. The K1 has the graphics angle covered in spades! It is not the ride for the modest or unassuming. It quickly became known as Ronald McDonald, the Ketchup and Mustard bike, because of its shocking Marrakech red and broom yellow livery.  ( I prefer to go by Hamburgler as it is a bit more obscure) This bike is more than an exercise in marketing hype though. Let’s have a look.

 

The BMW K100 LT (two valve) touring bike was already out there and it appeared that the future would belong to the liquid cooled, emissions efficient platforms. Also, BMW was restricted by governmental regulations to a maximum of 100 hp. Not so their Asian competitors. Think FZR 1000, CBR 1000F, ZX-7, GSX-R 1100, etc. Engineers had a hefty lift to compete with what was in the market. Not to worry, the technical gnomes back in R&D had a  corporate approved concept that would be their development guide.

 

The K1 emerged in 1988 as a technical tour de force. They easily wrung out the engine to the max allowable performance and didn’t stop there. They set a high development bar and exceeded the mark. The liquid cooled, lay-over, inline four was treated to dual overhead cams with hollow shafts, sixteen valves, a lightened crankshaft, a stainless steel exhaust header with  catalytic converter, and Digital Motor Electronics.  The chassis received shaft drive (a given for BMW) , 305 mm floating Brembo disc brakes, ABS braking, Marzocchi forks and world class aerodynamics. The secret sauce was the aero package. Ever wonder what the box on the back of the saddle was for? Aero drag reduction. This configuration with rider, measured a drag coefficient below 0.4cd. A first for a production machine.

 

The bike can run up to nearly 150mph, 0 - 62mph in 3.9 sec and deliver 48mpg at 75 mph. 

 

Between 1988 and 1993, 6,921 K1’s were produced in total with 670 coming to the U.S.A. It is estimated about one quarter of these bikes remain on the road today. 

 

Did the halo bike, Hail Mary pass, K1 do its job? In 2021, BMW motorcycle production totaled 194,261 units. Nice save guys!

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June
1958 Ariel Huntmaster
By Jerry Meadows

The Rest of the Story

The September 2021 Bike of the Month was my 1959 Ariel Huntmaster with a leader into Patti wanting me to restore it - - - -

 

In 1993 I bought a 1958 Ariel Huntmaster from SoCal for $850. It was advertised as “90% complete and ready to restore”. The trip down with a trailer to pick it up, proved the ad to be a bit of an exaggeration on the quality, but whatever, it was doable.

 

It languished in the shed until January of 2005 when I finally attacked the project after enough nagging. My first problem was where to find Ariel parts. Dragonfly from England became my new best friends. Parts were ordered and arrived weekly.

 

Restoration was completed with help of Al at Accent Auto Body and paint by Larry Walker. The final piece was the air cleaner which was found on eBay. To ensure that the air cleaner was obtained, I “babysat” that auction on a Wednesday night, Bike Night. I was prepared to pay any price to make sure I owned that air cleaner.

 

What a sweet ride – typical 650 = SMOOTH. The nice beige seat is so comfortable. Its been on a couple Ariel rides, BSA rides and finally to the Concours d’Elegance at Ironstone where in won Best Motorcycle in 2021

 

It’s a very elegant lady and Patti made me do it.

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July
1974 Harley-Davidson FLH
By David Funk

On a recent trip I took with Rodd Lighthouse, I realized that I was done kicking motorcycles, time to find an old bike with a push button. Rodd knew a past club member, Mike Leukauf, who had a push button Harley-Davidson for sale. Apparently, Mike lost interest in the bike and wanted to get it out of his garage.

 

Arrangements were made to check out the bike and Mike informed that he needed more room for his new interest, three wheelers set up for riding the dunes. Upon inspection, the shovel head had a push button and the proper patina to pique my interest. A deal was struck and we pushed the bike onto a U-Haul trailer to take it home.

 

The old shovel had been sitting around for some time because the spark plug threads were cross threaded and top needed some attention. After disregarding Rodd’s advice to fix the cylinder heads, I purchased a new top end from S&S Cycle. S&S makes their own parts in Viola, Wisconsin and they provide great service.

 

Upon receipt of the new parts, I installed new pistons, cylinders, and cylinder heads on the old ’74 motor. This procedure was repeated three times before I got it right. In addition to the top end, I also installed a new charging system, primary drive belt, clutch, brakes, tires, battery, control cables, and rebuilt the carburetor. 

 

I have ridden the bike over 2,000 fun miles and am ready to take it for a ride across America. It now runs like a Honda and leaks like an old Harley, AKA The Valdez.

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August
1979 BMW R65
By George Canavan

1979 BMW R65 Silver Bullet

 

We all have motorcycle stories of varying complexity that we relish to share with Chapter members and the unassuming passerby. There is the first bike story, the excruciating restoration story, the impossible ride/race event, the “we’ll never get out of this alive” story, etc.

 

None is as compelling to tell or hear than the fabled “found in a barn” saga. This is not one of those stories. But, it does come close.

 

There is nothing more exciting for some than to dig through a long sealed storage building to excavate a rare treasure. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder so that treasure could be an original 1931 Henderson KJ Police Special or a thrashed 1965 Honda Dream 305. Each is equally exciting to the appropriate fan boy brand hunter.

 

Let us begin with a traditional opening, the call from the brand guru. The story takes shape around a traditional start. A woman called the guru seeking advice about the sale of a motorcycle. Now the twist. It is her motorcycle. She has owned it since new. Less than 34,000 miles. Original paint. Complete service record going back to the PDI*. Heavily accessorized with OEM options. Guru asks me, “You interested?” Reply, “Im on it like white on rice!”

 

I call the lady owner to do my best Dragnet - Joe Friday impersonation. “The facts M’am. Just the facts.” Forty five minutes later I come to the conclusion that she is pretty passionate about this long term family member and I’m getting grilled about my qualifications for ownership. The call is like I’m the Junior Varsity jock trying to date her daughter. After seventy five minutes I made it through the filter and am qualified for the first date.

 

The commercial terms are agreed to and the deposit is placed. Next stop, Tucson Arizona.

 

Queue the flowers for wife at this stage of the deal.

 

In a Tucson suburb, we meet. The owner is a lithe, 75 year old enthusiast with deep brand roots. She rides, her husband rides, their daughter rides… you get the picture.

 

This is the part of the story where you get to see the bike for the first time and it falls significantly short of the glorious descriptors. Reminds me of the time I went to see a vintage  car reported to be a one-owner and in “Tip-top shape”.  Tip-top must mean “no floors” in certain circles.

 

The machine is rolled out and it does not disappoint.

 

She chose wisely back in 1979 when she selected the R65 opposed twin at Reg Pridmore’s RPM Motors in Ventura, CA. The R65 was a product line extender in the back when. Corporate realized that not every buyer wanted a full-zoot, 1,000 cc touring bike and BMW needed a bike to attract new buyers to the brand. Light weight, wallet friendly (for a BMW at least), zippy and stone cold reliable.

 

The seller regaled me with tales of her riding the Three Flags Classic** event more than once on the R65. Paperwork completed, bike loaded and the group hug. As I walk to the van I hear, “But wait there’s more!” To my surprise there are two large boxes that accompany the new acquisition. You know how that goes. You usually have to accept a container of cycling detritus to accompany the acquisition. It is tradition. Be polite. Accept the thirty year old tube repair kit, the burnt out bulbs, the sun rotted grips and so forth. You can deal with it later. It is called good will.

 

Days later and back at the ranch, I unload and take stock of the newbie in the garage. I’m impressed! All it needs is a fresh service with new tires. I never get away that easily. (You know, like peeking under the gas tank and discovering that “new wire harness” is code for two rolls of electrical tape.)

 

As I’m cleaning the tin and polishing the alloy bits, I recall. I have to do something with those two boxes. I open the first and discover a substantial hoard of new, OEM spare parts with the BMW invoice. Likewise box #2. I have the treasure trove of spares that were purchased to cover almost any roadside malady during the Three Flags rides. I am overcome with glee. Spouse, not so much.

 

Having ridden the R65 over the last year, it becomes apparent the the R65 was on target for the riders light of frame, the stature challenged and those new to the brand. Acceleration is acceptable in today’s traffic. You will not be riding with The Wild Ones anyway. Starting, stopping, shifting and parking lot obstacle navigation can be executed with aplomb. A rewarding ride awaits the owner.

 

Many times collectors will pass over the entry level machines or the mid-range bike for the line toppers. The BMW R69S comes to mind here. Keep in mind that these bikes down the product line-card can deliver rewarding miles of riding and at a more modest price point.

 

Dinner and a movie, happy wife, happy life.

 

This is where the story ends with the “and they lived happily ever after”.

 

*PDI - trade term for Pre Delivery Inspection

** Three Flags Classic- Ventura - Mexico - Canada - Ventura A very long distance motorcycle ride. https://sc-ma.com/three-flags-classic/

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September
1937 Harley-Davidson ULH
By Gus Assuras

It all began when Jim Meadows and I were out riding our 1948’s, Meadows’ Indian and my Harley-Davidson. He took me on a ride to see his friend, Jim Carlson, in Vinton, California. Carlson had a 1937 Harley-Davidson ULH that had once caught fire. He went around a corner, gas had spilled out and a fire ignited. Kids helped him put the fire out and when he got it back home, he parked it in a corner where it sat for years. Jim also had a 37 EL and a 34 RL Harley-Davidson which were stolen from his barn, but they sacrificed the 37 ULH because it had flat tires. Meadows and I talked Carlson into getting the ULH back on the road and he eventually got it roadworthy.

 

From time to time, Meadows and I would ride to Vinton to visit Carlson and go for rides. At one time, Carlson had some logging trucks and he knew all the back roads like the palm of his hand, so he would lead the rides. The problem with Carlson leading was that Meadows and I could not keep up with him. Consequently, I renamed him Crazy Carlson. Eventually I told Carlson that if he ever decided to sell the bike that I was interested. I had never owned a flathead and the way he rode it I knew it was a good bike. A few years went by and his wife decided it was time for Carlson to hang it up. Eventually Carlson’s brother came to town and put it up for sale on the internet. Meadows just happened to stop by and visit Carlson when he was on the phone talking to a somebody about selling the bike. As any friend would do, Meadows called me and told me that Carlson was on the phone selling my motorcycle. I told Meadows to put him on and he proceeded to tell me what his brother had done and that he was getting calls from all over the world. I told Carlson that I wanted to buy it and not answer any more phone calls. He gave me a price and I asked him to give me three days to get the money. Getting the money was not easy. I went to the bank for a loan and was turned down because the bike was too old, so I went home and got my 2000 GMC truck title and took it to the bank as collateral. That worked, loan approved.

 

I rode the flathead around for a while before disassembling it to fix a transmission leak. After removing the transmission, I decided to perform a complete restoration and kept disassembling the ULH until it was down to the bare frame. On a side note, I previously purchased a sidecar for a friend’s 1947 Harley-Davidson, but he was not comfortable riding with the sidecar, so I got it back to use with the ULH.

 

I began the restoration on the ULH with the sidecar attached. From time to time, Carlson would stop by to check on the progress and told me to not change the color. Regardless of Carlson’s instructions, I painted the ULH green. Guess I had a memory lapse. When completed I told Carlson I was on my way to Vinton to get his approval. He said, “You changed the color, didn’t you?” I told him that he was going to like what I did, and he repeated his question, but I did not answer. Later that day, I pulled into his driveway where he was waiting for me. When he saw the ULH, he informed that the color was the same as when he purchased the bike and he approved. I offered to take him to Loyalton to buy him a beer and he jumped into the sidecar. Without a helmet and goggles, he was all smiles on the ride to Loyalton. After a couple of beers and getting ready to head back to Vinton, Crazy Carlson asked if I had ever ridden in a sidecar. I said, “No” and he said, “Get in.” Forgetting why I named him Crazy, I got in. He told me that he used to race sidecars and would get the wheel in the air. I told him, “Not today.” On our way back to the house, we passed Carlson’s wife who was coming from the opposite direction. He was going 70 mph without a helmet and said, “I’m in trouble”, but just smiled.

 

Carlson would come to town during Street Vibrations, and I would take him in the sidecar to look at the bikes which put a smile on his face.

 

Crazy Carlson passed away in 2008 at the age of 81, but I now have two other passengers, my grandsons who love to ride to school in the sidecar. My wife has a bad feeling about sidecars and will not get in it. Apparently she watched too many cartoons where they pull the pin out while cruising down the road.

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October
1959 Honda Super Cub
By Rex Reiland

Honda C100 and C102 Super Cub

 

High school in 1966, Honda 50's were not cool. A classmate had one and took the leg guards off, still not cool. Honda 250's were kind of cool, but the coolest were 650 Triumphs. Fifty years later, and a Motorcycle Classics magazine story about a restored C100 got my attention. Hey, that's cool!

 

A Craigslist search found a C100 and a C102, the electric start version, for sale in California. A long drive down Highway 50 and I had a couple of projects. Finding parts was not too bad. Some new old stock was still around and plastic bits from Asia abound. Show quality exhaust header and muffler were sourced from Japan. Finished, it is a nice ride. Twelve miles to town is a big trip at 30 to 35 MPH. At 49 cc, it can be registered as a moped.

 

Honda Super Cub, over 1,000,000 sold and climbing. Now that's cool.

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November
1954 Vincent Black Shadow
By Sam Whiteside

The following pictures and info came to me originally from my friend Chris Richards in NZ. Chris and I met in the US where we share the sport of soaring/gliding. He rides an old Ariel and Royal Enfield at home. Chris lives near Blenheim on the NZ South Island. He has ridden the Vincent several times and offered to see what he could find out about it from his local area motorcycle enthusiasts. Through Chris’s efforts, I contacted the young lad in the pictures, Robert Montgomery, who still lives in the same area. He is the son of the local cycle shop owner who imported the Vincent for their customer. Robert gave permission to use his words and pictures. The Vincent was picked up by the dealers using their Harley sidecar transporter, assembled at their shop and sold locally.

Here are a few quotes from his emails to me:Your Vincent Black Shadow was imported by partners Roy Lyford and Forrest “Monty” Montgomery (my father) in 1954 and sold to Eric Wallace of Okaramio, a rural locality north-west of Blenheim. Roy and Monty were partners in the Aero Cycle and Motorcycle Depot of Maxwell Road, Blenheim.  It was said that this was the equivalent of a small country garage importing, assembling and selling a Rolls Royce motorcar; it enhanced their credibility as businessmen and did wonders for the reputation of the business. 

Here are a few quotes from his emails to me:Your Vincent Black Shadow was imported by partners Roy Lyford and Forrest “Monty” Montgomery (my father) in 1954 and sold to Eric Wallace of Okaramio, a rural locality north-west of Blenheim. Roy and Monty were partners in the Aero Cycle and Motorcycle Depot of Maxwell Road, Blenheim.  It was said that this was the equivalent of a small country garage importing, assembling and selling a Rolls Royce motorcar; it enhanced their credibility as businessmen and did wonders for the reputation of the business. 

Also from Chris Richards:
Eric Wallace, bought the Vincent from Aero Cycle depot in Blenheim in 1954. Eric rode his Vincent for a flying Quarter Mile at 112mph and in a 5 lap Handicap Race at Hawkesbury in 1955. Eric sold it to Maurice Turner, a train engine driver in Picton, who then sold to Clarrie Olson, a marine engineer in Picton. Area residents must have been very familiar with Vincents and It obviously appealed to the engineers! I have an Alpha Bearings receipt from when Mr. Olson ordered a new big end in 1961 for the sum of £7/13/6 –a lot of money in those days.

 

Mr. Olson then sold around 1966 to Robert Trozzo, a US Air Force man stationed in the area who took it to the US. I have his original 1970 New York registration document and some other receipts from Harper Engines, who sent him a lot of parts to NZ and to Florida. Robert then then sold the Vincent to me in 2006 as a derelict project. At some point he stopped riding for mechanical reasons and parked the bike in his wood-shed, which eventually fell down. He burned the wood shed and the bike became a yard ornament for years until he decided to put it on eBay, which is when I bought from him. I grew up in N. Ireland and remember seeing a Black Shadow when I was a teenager, not imagining that someday I would actually have one

I don’t believe that Robert became a VOC member as he implied that in those days he rode with slightly more “aggressive” crowd, but some of the members from the eastern US may recognize his name. After 2 years intensive restoration, 12159B was back on the road and I have managed 22,000+ miles on it since and have been able to attend 3 US rallies and 1 International, plus several great rallies with the N and S California VOC section members. After 62 years it now gives me the thrills that were first shared by the men in NZ and NY.

 

What a great machine!

 

FOLLOW UP in 2017
This is a short follow up to my letter published in MPH July 2016. A few weeks after, I received an email from NZ asking if I was the Sam Whiteside who owned a Vincent in the US. I replied, Yes. It was from Stuart Wallace, son of Eric, the first owner of my bike. A copy of MPH had been passed on to them and Stuart suggested that I call his dad for a chat. I believe Eric was about 83 at that time. I called Eric and he was able to tell me of his early days with the bike and his subsequent sale to another local rider. Unfortunately, at a bit of a loss!

 

Eric then called me mid 2017 to ask how the Vincent was running and was I still enjoying the ride– which of course, I am.

 

He and Stuart had sent me a couple of pictures, which I include here. I asked if it was OK to send them to MPH, which it was. So here is one with Eric’s little brother, Richard and the bike with sidecar in the yard of their home. I hope they are clear enough for print. Nice B&W s from the era.

FOLLOW UP in 2022. I have now covered about 33,000 miles on 54VIN and it is still as good as it always was!

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December
1962 Mustang
By Robert Conn

It was great anticipation for me as a new club member to present a favorite bike at the small bike rally last spring. The mighty Mustang Stallion created the same effect on mini club members that day as it did when I first discovered Mustangs when I was 10 years old. This small US made motorcycle company captured my interest and started a fever that still continues to this day.

As a young boy growing up in suburbia Houston the Grace boys lived three houses down and threw the cycle on fences. I could see the bad boys in the neighborhood tuning their Ducati, Triumph, and Mustang motorcycles for another terrorizing run up and down the streets of the neighborhood. I was immediately drawn to the Mustang because of its size or lack of it and I could just picture myself on one but never got the ride. But I thought… Someday!

Fast forward about 60 years to the small bike rally where I enjoyed several of the members scrutinizing the little Mustang. I could see their minds working back when they first heard of Mustangs and probably wanted one like I did. Everyone seemed to enjoy the bike with some not recognizing the marque.

 

Mustang was a small California company in business from 1947 to 1962 or so. They started with their own frames and used Villiers two-stroke motors for their first model. Production runs were small numbers at first and then they started competing head to head with a Cushman and Vespa in a theme heard through most motorcycle companies, we need more power!. So the horsepower race was on through the 50s early 60s and by then some were calling the Mustangs “Cushman killers“, and they were getting faster. How fast is fast? By the end of their run, different models of Mustangs were bragging about 65 mph.

 

The Stallion model has a 4-cycle, single cylinder, flathead engine with a displacement of 19.4 cubic inches (318cc). The engine is mated with an English made Burman four speed gearbox and is housed in a rigid, hardtail frame with telescopic front forks. The little Stallion will do 65 mph but you might need to rub your rosary beads to get the courage to ride that speed on the 12 inch tires and rims with minimal braking/stopping power from the rear brake. The stopping power of the front brake is even worse, there’s not one! With a good stiff shot of courage and my butt seated only 20 inches or so off the ground, I realize this indeed could be the ride of my life. The thrill of the ride was certainly there. It is a little twitchy at that speed, so if you ride one, don’t turn your head and cough, it could be disastrous.

Somehow, I caught the Bonneville bug and signed up this summer for the run what you brung class. I got my registration and number but the event was canceled this year due to Lake Bonneville reappearing. Just as well, I got it ready for tech inspections, safety wiring, etc. while looking for more speed through carburetion and adjustments and/or sprockets. But really, I was waiting for my Amazon shipment for extra-large gonads to place in my leathers. Eventually, I canceled that order because I have another year to try to grow some bigger ones. The Bonneville thing is definitely a bucket list item and I thought it would be novel if I could do 70 mph at 70 years of age on a 60 year-old bike. If I have an off at speed, I might have a chance to survive at my age. I don’t have a death wish, just looking for that fix of adrenaline from motorcycling.

If you see me at an upcoming small bike rally, don’t hesitate to ask me for a little test ride to validate my opinions. My payback is seeing the enjoyment in old people like us turning into kids on scooters and I appreciate the feedback. And thanks for the camaraderie. 

Now from some stats from the factory brochure on some of their models.

SPECIFICATIONS

Engine..................................... Single cylinder, four cycle, L-head

Engine Model.......................... Mustang MC “75”

Bore........................................ 2.875 inches

Stroke..................................... 3.000 inches

Displacement........................... 19.4 cubic inches (318 cc)

Lubrication.............................. Splash with plunger pump to lift oil into splash trough

Oil Capacity............................. 3 pints

Carburetor............................... Dellorto UBF-22B

Ignition.................................... Flywheel magneto

Transmission........................... Burman foot shift

Gear Ratio............................... 4th – 4.59:1, 3rd – 5.99:1, 2nd – 7.80:1, 1st – 12.16:1

Clutch...................................... Multi-plate

Frame...................................... Tubular type

Forks....................................... Telescopic

Wheelbase.............................. 50 inches

Seat Height.............................. 27.5 inches

Tire Size................................... 4.00 x 12

Gas Tank Capacity.................... 2.4 gallons

Weight.................................... 220 pounds

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