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That's like going in a group and paying to ride go-karts, that are all the 'same'...only Murphy's Law always lets the worst driver in the bunch get the fastest cart.
Meanwhile you stay stuck behind, foot on the floor, watching them continue to pull away, with no chance at all to get close enough for the pit manuver.
lmao
but those bikes do look like a ton of fun.
Well it was Kenny's ranch, you can bet he had the best bike.....
 
I rode a Yamaha YSR80.......it was a lot of fun.....the owner rode it all over the place as it was street legal but it sure was tiny...

They used an YZR80 engine


I remember those!
I know they made them in 50cc street legal here in the U.S. too
I actually saw one that looked just like that, years ago on the highway, doing almost 60mph!
I did a double-take and had a good laugh, fully geared rider too
 
I remember those!
I know they made them in 50cc streer legal here in the U.S. too
I actually saw one years ago on the highway, doing almost 60mph!
I did a double-take and had a good laugh, fully geared rider too
We had the 50s here as well..... we also had the TZR250 which was a sweet and rare little bike....I had both an RD 400 Daytona and an RZ350 but always had my eye out for a TZR.....never did find one though even though I knew a guy that had one, he never let it out of his sight.
 
My first one was a Honda Super 90. Laying down with the wind I could get almost to 70.

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My buddy and I had a blast one afternoon chasing each other on matching CT70's. No power, no suspension, "just pin it son!!"
 
"The glory days, the days of legends!" Right?!
Oh come on, as kids we were legends, in our own minds at least lol. I remember riding up the footpaths after school and all the other kids watching me tool past, they were dumbfounded because no one had minibikes back in the early 70's. Then up on the forest tracks on the weekend I'd fly past other kids that were exploring on foot. If I stopped there was a circle around me, all amazed at the little machine. A year before I was up there on foot too but now I was riding, too cool! I recon those teenage years were the best, total freedom, no responsibility.

You go to that mountain now and there are no kids at all because they are at home on their mobile devices poor B@stards. Now it's all middle age walkers getting their exercise. Last time I was up there, years ago before I moved out country, I was taking a shortcut with my mountain bike, it was 6am Sunday and the place was crowded. Cycling was forbidden on the mountain now but I was pushing it, too steep to ride and stairs everywhere anyway. Boy the world has changed. It's only a hill really, but in WWII there was a rifle range on one side and as kids we used to collect the old brass that still lay about in the long grass. The shooting stalls were still there, old, decrepit but fascinating for a 12 yo. There was an old homeless man there too, living under a corrugated iron sheet humpy, a throw back to the great depression era where the homeless set up camps in the bush.

Those camps will be back Carl, nothing surer. Tough times ahead.
Toohey Mountain.

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Oh come on, as kids we were legends, in our own minds at least lol. I remember riding up the footpaths after school and all the other kids watching me tool past, they were dumbfounded because no one had minibikes back in the early 70's. Then up on the forest tracks on the weekend I'd fly past other kids that were exploring on foot. If I stopped there was a circle around me, all amazed at the little machine. A year before I was up there on foot too but now I was riding, too cool! I recon those teenage years were the best, total freedom, no responsibility.

You go to that mountain now and there are no kids at all because they are at home on their mobile devices poor B@stards. Now it's all middle age walkers getting their exercise. Last time I was up there, years ago before I moved out country, I was taking a shortcut with my mountain bike, it was 6am Sunday and the place was crowded. Cycling was forbidden on the mountain now but I was pushing it, too steep to ride and stairs everywhere anyway. Boy the world has changed. It's only a hill really, but in WWII there was a rifle range on one side and as kids we used to collect the old brass that still lay about in the long grass. The shooting stalls were still there, old, decrepit but fascinating for a 12 yo. There was an old homeless man there too, living under a corrugated iron sheet humpy, a throw back to the great depression era where the homeless set up camps in the bush.

Those camps will be back Carl, nothing surer. Tough times ahead.
Toohey Mountain.

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Great stuff!
 
Now would be good time to rebuild the master cylinders too, you need snap-ring ploers and they take 2 minutes.
Calipers could use a good cleaning too.
You can get a new seal kit for them if you want to go that far, as they are a simple rebuild as well.
They are 20 years old
and these guys make the parts for Brembo and all of the big names.
I have used them many times, and they are always excellent.

www.brakecrafters.com
 
Now would be good time to rebuild the master cylinders too, you need snap-ring ploers and they take 2 minutes.
Calipers could use a good cleaning too.
You can get a new seal kit for them if you want to go that far, as they are a simple rebuild as well.
They are 20 years old
and these guys make the parts for Brembo and all of the big names.
I have used them many times, and they are always excellent.

www.brakecrafters.com
Thx boss.
 
Next week the wife is out of town, so I took a few days off. I've been having a "conversation" with myself about two ways to play it. Plan "A" is to do some local rides, go to the range, hit the gym, sleep in. Plan "B" is to push the boundary of my moto adventure riding to areas I have never seen.

I finally came around to the premise that I could to the Plan A stuff almost any time. Maybe a long weekend. And that I may get one or two opportunities a year to do the Plan B scenario.

Plan B it is.
 
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