Subject: Re: Where are they now?
Author: Tom Halchuk
Date: Feb 11, 2005, 6:39 AM
Post ID: 1718373774
Great story. It is amazing how many people ride bikes with all sorts of
bent, cracked, broken parts at high speeds and long hauls Mostly because
they don't know any better. I have ridden a few peoples bikes they just
bought with bent front ends, no rear brakes, craked steering heads, little
or no steering bearings 10 yr old original tires....... People don't
understand you must understand how your bike works. It just may save you
from great amounts of pain.
Can we drop our bikes off at RHRC place and have her polish them on our way
to the National? Just a thought.
Several of us are coming down for the National from the Boston area.
I made it to NYC over the Holiday. Got the flu when I got there and came
back the next day. That is why I never called you about getting together.
It was an expensive trip.
Tom
----- Original Message -----
From: "David Washburn" <guzzi-@yahoo.com>
To: <Loopfram-@topica.com>
Sent: Thursday, February 10, 2005 6:30 PM
Subject: Where are they now?
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Thomas Halchuk writes:
| Dave |
| Whatever happened to the bike? |
After twelve years of riding and rebuilding year round I traded it in on
a new Jackal in the summer of 1999. I had just purchased a 1974 police
eldo basket from Mike Skaggs and realized that I needed a reliable bike
to get me to work while I restored the '74.
The '72 was a POS from the word go and would have frightened the hell
out of any sensible person who rode it. At the time I figured its flat
steering head bearings, rock hard tires and big-end death rattle were
part of the european motorcycle mystique I had read about in Cycle
World.
"It's suicide to send a kid up in a crate like that!"
I ended up replacing almost everything on the bike during the time I
owned it and got a lesson in motorcycle mechanics second to none. I
found my Guzzi Guru in a gentleman named Lefferts Brown who owned a
small shop called "Triumph of the Damned" around the corner from the Ear
Inn in Manhattan. Lefferts refused to do anything he felt I could do
myself and taught me the ancient lore of the Torque wrench, Tap and die,
feeler gauge and multimeter. I got my parts from Parts is Parts until
it folded and I heard about a new outfit called MG Cycle. I ordered
some things from Moto International back in '92 but they were
back-ordered and I haven't heard from them since :0
| The RHRC? |
She moved back to Scranton PA. where her lovely smile is lighting up
someone else's garage. I still remember the lazy Sunday afternoons she
spent polishing my alloy wheels with Mothers and an old toothbrush. She
did the decals and pinstriping as well, dressed in Daisy Dukes and an
old Monsters of Rock tour t-shirt...
| Going to the National? |
If it's not raining too hard that weekend. It looks to be a 12 hour
ride each way from NYC.
DW
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