There comes a time in every mans life that he has to take a close look. Not only at his self, but those that surround him. Ponder on that for a few minutes.....!!!!
There was a time in my life when I hung out with a crowd. I was that little guy over there all by his self sit'n in the seat of a home built Harley chopper. The crowd was the Texas Bandidos Motorcycle Club out of the Galveston Texas chapter. When I found out this group was into violence on some occasions, beat'n people up an' stuff like that, I promptly disengaged my self from the group an' went my merry way.
Ya see, I was only 26 year old (1967) an' I wanted me a fine motorcycle. I looked at a Harley Sportster what was for sale, but my biker buddy, a big ol' boy, tole me that was a "girlie" bike. I didn't have $400 to pay for it anyhows. But I did have enough to buy a 1949 Harley frame an' set of forks off'n a 1946. In a guys garage, I found a 1952 Harley motor an' transmission for $50. Tore apart in a couple boxes. I began building. A year later, after investing tons of $$$$, I had me a work'n Harly chopper. All painted up in "cherry red". Chrome all over the place. A custom BSA gas tank. A custom seat off'n some English bike. A tiny seat on the back fender for the "chick a babies". An' a fancy homemade chromed sissy bar. I was uptown.....go a hunnert mile a hour. Sure do wish I had me some photos of that motorcycle.
Due to the results of my recent posts, today's post will end right here. I'm think'n I need to find something excit'n to do.
There was a time in my life when I hung out with a crowd. I was that little guy over there all by his self sit'n in the seat of a home built Harley chopper. The crowd was the Texas Bandidos Motorcycle Club out of the Galveston Texas chapter. When I found out this group was into violence on some occasions, beat'n people up an' stuff like that, I promptly disengaged my self from the group an' went my merry way.
Ya see, I was only 26 year old (1967) an' I wanted me a fine motorcycle. I looked at a Harley Sportster what was for sale, but my biker buddy, a big ol' boy, tole me that was a "girlie" bike. I didn't have $400 to pay for it anyhows. But I did have enough to buy a 1949 Harley frame an' set of forks off'n a 1946. In a guys garage, I found a 1952 Harley motor an' transmission for $50. Tore apart in a couple boxes. I began building. A year later, after investing tons of $$$$, I had me a work'n Harly chopper. All painted up in "cherry red". Chrome all over the place. A custom BSA gas tank. A custom seat off'n some English bike. A tiny seat on the back fender for the "chick a babies". An' a fancy homemade chromed sissy bar. I was uptown.....go a hunnert mile a hour. Sure do wish I had me some photos of that motorcycle.
Due to the results of my recent posts, today's post will end right here. I'm think'n I need to find something excit'n to do.
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ReplyDeleteHeee hee hee....I don't blame ya.....
DeleteSounds like a nice bike to cruise around on! Shame that you don't have some pictures of it!
ReplyDeleteChoppers back in them days was good for shot runs around town.....show 'em off ya know. But a long cruise....you gonna break down.
DeleteAre you telling us that you don't have a single picture of that Harley? I would love to see what it looks like. I'm glad you stopped riding with the Bandidos. I always told my boys if you hang around with losers you will become a loser yourself. One of them had a difficult time understanding me, but he finally caught on.
ReplyDeleteThere's a long story bout them pictures, but in short, I'll just mention D I V O R C E>....
DeleteI really didn't ride with the Bandidos. I had just joined for probly bout a week. Not all of the Bandidos were losers. I had a electrician buddy, nicest guy ya ever see....he was a member.
I used to have a little Harley. My son has a really nice big ole hog Harley. He went to Sturgis this year. You ever take your Harley to Sturgis?
ReplyDeleteIf Sturgis was a bar just down the road a piece, I probly went there.
DeleteSounds like you had a nice fun chopper to cruise around with, too bad no pictures.
ReplyDeleteWhen we hosted the biker meets, they would dress in, like, a uniform for bad boy bikers, you know. Then if you found out they were some big time lawyer, or highway patrol,,, hard to believe.
ReplyDeleteThat was the same case with the Bandidos. It's a macho biker thing ya know.
DeleteWhat do you mean by your next to last sentence? I'm mystified
ReplyDeleteI'm with Sissy!
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