Thinking on this is triggering some memories. (happens to me a lot now. Not sure why ? )
When we were riding (as teenagers), we rode our bikes on the road a lot. Most of the time back and forth between neighbor houses or to our riding area, ( the creek, or the gravel pit we had for a short time). Anyway, more than once we had to skedaddle from spotting the Sheriff or township Police.
My crime partner, Terry, was picked up twice. Had his drivers license suspended twice before he was even old enough to get them. He had a new KE125, completely street legal. Would borrow the plate off of his brothers street bike and ride straight into town. He was 14. He was tall for his age, and helmets were law, so it was hard to tell his real age. Young and brave.
We chased a few cows and ruined some field crops in our day.
I'm not pleasure cruiser on my street bike, I like to play a little and have a good time.
The list of bikes we had at various times in the neighborhood and buddies down the road from us. (we were suburb/country)
Honda mini Trails. (mine)
Suzuki TC125 (dual range tranny) (mine)
Dads Triumph Tiger Cub
Harley Davidson Sprint (neighbor-Ed)
Kawasaki KE125 (yellow tank, street/trail) (neighbor-Bernie)
Montesa 250 (neighbor-Bernie)
Honda Mini Trail (terry's)
Kawasaki KD100 (terry's)
Kawasaki KE125 (green tank, street/trail) (terry's)
Kawasaki 250 MX'r (terry) ( it was too big, loud and scary for us)
Monarch 125 MX (neighbor down the road) (he also had mini-bikes)
Suzuki RM370 (farmer kid down the road)
And then Terry's dad and brother had street bikes, and a couple neighbors had street bikes.
This was the time period of 10-1/2 yrs old, to 15 years old. I feel really lucky, looking back at those days. Great memories!
