Some thoughts on my way home from rally.

[Burnerboy]

Some thoughts on my way home from rally.
A little over 40 years ago I made some of my first cross country trips on a 62 Pan. As others in that time, it was stripped and chopped. Times were different, scoots were different and I was different.
As I rode I was thinking about just how different it is now (not just being on three)
No gauges, gas, Speedo, nothing!
Wind protection was a bed roll with extra clothes and tools strapped over head light. No faring, shield or lowers. Man, back then who would ride a BAGGER???!!!!
When the long stretched out front end started to shake, you were going too fast and slowed down, think that was around 70 MPH.
The little peanut tank held a little over 2 gallons of gas and you could use about 1.5 gallon of it. When you hit the reserve switch over you better have a gas station in site.
Motels were rest areas and underpasses for three out of four nights then a camp ground for a shower unless you were walking in tall cotton and got a cheap motel.
Remember when you had to adjust the primary chain and then the drive chain, then a little lube for the chain?
Instead of washing off bugs from a windshield, that was done when you took a shower and washed your clothes.
When stuff broke or wore out, you found other used stuff to fix it.
Remember it kicking you back and almost over the bars when you tried to start it?
What else was different for you??
Dennis Swan
(was life really easyer back then??)

I always rode a Honda so all that kicking to start it never mattered!
My first Honda was a Honda 50cc so my big trip consisted of a 30 mile ride to the next city...Aaaaaaaaaa yea a big days event at that time...
U gotta love it!
Ronnie

[Burnerboy]

I went to the "WOODSTOCK" rock concert , back in 1969 ...............I had hair down past my shoulders (now I'm 99% bald)

Ronnie

9/16/22

[Notgrownup]

No, I only started riding about 25 years ago and doing longer trips about 16 years ago. Never camped, always been hotels/motels. 1 time I stayed at a cabin at a campground with central bath house. Closest to roughing it. Remember the days though. Had friends who did it …