I took this old blacktop A46 all the way east . . . The weather started out kinda foggy and damp, and later turned to sun. Back roads all the way...dodging Mennonite buggies fresh from Sunday church services. Their horse-drawn buggies leave deposits - so stay alert or you may squash a clump.
This DC11 Linkert works great. It likes it best when the rpms are kept up, so when you see a hill coming - keep it pegged and in the upper power band - no problems. My starting issue didn't come around on this run. 1 to 2 kicks max . . .
A stop near Bassett, Iowa to adjust my backpack . . . riding so fast, it got all shifted and kilter. Low beam burnt on this trip - and back home I noticed no tail light or brake light. This thing only has a 3 wires - so I should be able to figure it out. Thanks to Shane Einck for the refeshments. T-Bocks in Decorah has great grilled chesse sandwiches ! The Sugar Bowl wins for ice cream !
When the Harley-Davidson race department made all these XLCH (original steel) parts from aluminum for the XLR race bikes, their goal was to lighten this thing up - make it go faster, and win some races ! I had steel fender struts on it for years - and my fender was fine. I put these aluminum struts on - and this thing vibrates like a tuning fork back there - cracking paint and buzzing like a true Milwaukee vibrator ! No rigidity....
No wonder most I see are cracked, missing the tacked on spacers - and if you are fortunate enough to find the aluminum fender (which my buddy Jeff has, but won't sell it to me(smiley face here)) they are all cracked too. Pretty to look at - not all that practical. But I still like 'em !
On the return trip home, in the dark, with lightning strikes to the west, I headed west back home. Up to speed on the on-ramp to 65+mph....I hit the high beam and it went dark. Shit, high beam burnt out, back to low beam (which was pretty much shining on the ground). I'd wait for speeding traffic to catch up - then pick it up to 75+mph to run with them and use their headlight, then as they'd get away, back down to 60-65mph - completely overdriving my headlight distance. The headlight was too tight to move it as I reached up to mess with it at speed. Only 8 miles to go anyway.
I made it to my driveway, just as I could now hear thunder - no rain yet. I even got Cheryl to walk with me down to a high bridge on the river to watch Mother Nature's rapidly approaching light show.
As I wheeled this thing into the garage, I really felt pumped up after riding this thing again. I miss it.
This motorcycle has taken me so many places over the years, and always gets me there and back. It's been with me on so many adventures, and these early Sportsters are really awesome touring machines for the 2000 mile or less trips - which is about what I run anyway. I'm currently in preparation for a traditional Labor Day Run as always . . . and just decided - the '64 is goin' this year. Again.
Above: Some slick haired gent named Kurpius snapped this years ago during The Dice Party at Kung Fu Tap & Taco in Des Moines, Iowa. I had brought my tent, but I slept on the ground that night under the awning of the building??? All night I could hear mumbling, groaning, gagging, snoring, laughing, lighters clicking, beer tops popping - and other human created sounds. The soft talkin' continued until the sun was shining . . . me and my motorcycle were covered in morning dew.
It's just the way I see it.
Sitting Bull saw the future - and it happened as he said.
Here's to saving something worth saving for future generations.
I roughed up the area after cleaning and scrubbing, and using a propane torch to get all the oil out. Then, I applied JB Weld with a Q-Tip up between the cooling fins - let it dry and coated with a couple shots of H-D Silver Bead Blast paint. Previously, I noticed it was leaking a bit, so when I had the heads off - I ran some red glyptal down the passages to coat the inside oil return passages - it worked on the front head, not the rear. Must be a casting flaw?
Live Music, Food, Beer and plenty of hot rods.
They block off the street and have at it !
I like to hang around and watch 'em leave the party . . .
Varrooomnbaaa ! Screech !
The state of South Dakota doesn't use much salt on the roadways in winter months - they never have. The classics are all pretty much rust free.
I go to it every year. I just get in town for a bike deal -
.....and I go to a car show party.
...what the heck?
You get all the Left, and all the Right, at the Sturgis.
Rockford, Illinois' Finest
Rick's traveling arsenal of axes.....whoa
Some bands aren't very good live - Not the case here . . .
Gilby Clarke jumped on stage for a guest jam session . . .
One of the best singers in rock, for all these years.
I wonder if he and Tom still have their XLCHs ?
I didn't get a guitar pick . . . which is pretty miraculous since hundreds get thrown out during every Cheap Trick Show . . . but R.N. made sure I didn't go home empty handed. Thanks fellas.