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Post by bagga on Oct 5, 2017 13:59:52 GMT -5
a friend of mine bought an indian with the hard bags and trunk. it's a deep red and cream color.
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Post by bagga on Oct 21, 2017 17:37:54 GMT -5
a friend of mine, dad had a 59 caddy with the big fins and those beautiful bullet tail lights. there was a section of road that was 4 lane, 2 in each direction. there was a stop sign at a crossroad and the highway over pass was exactly 1/4 mile from the stop sign. that caddy would suck up 1/4 of a tank of gas everytime he would run the drag strip. great fun to be a teenager then.
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Post by oldchopperguy on Oct 22, 2017 15:59:14 GMT -5
a friend of mine, dad had a 59 caddy with the big fins and those beautiful bullet tail lights. there was a section of road that was 4 lane, 2 in each direction. there was a stop sign at a crossroad and the highway over pass was exactly 1/4 mile from the stop sign. that caddy would suck up 1/4 of a tank of gas everytime he would run the drag strip. great fun to be a teenager then. Woo-HOO! Love those old '59 Caddies! Countless brain-dead kiddies injured themselves walking into those fins and tail lights... LOL! It's said Harley Earl designed those pointy fins inspired by the Lockheed P-38 Lightning, but they look MUCH more like the fifties' jet fighters... Those tail lights are STILL popular on custom cars and bikes yet today! I turned 71 today, and find the old stuff more attractive than ever. I remember the fifties and sixties like yesterday, and can't remember "yesterday"... Jus' gettin' old I guess... Ride safe! Leo
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Post by bagga on Oct 22, 2017 18:18:37 GMT -5
59 caddy at an automobile gallery in town.
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Post by bagga on Oct 22, 2017 18:20:46 GMT -5
ocg, the white stuff surrounding the car is called "snow".
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Post by oldchopperguy on Oct 25, 2017 23:01:22 GMT -5
ocg, the white stuff surrounding the car is called "snow". Snow? Hmmm... Got plenty of that in Chicago as a kid, but not so much around Dallas. A few years back, we had a record bad winter and got 11" of snow, along with 2 weeks of near zero temps. The city came to a halt, natural gas and electricity ran out, people froze to death... It was horrible! Add to that, the fact that native Texans don't even do well driving on WET pavement... And on snow or ice, the whole place turns into a New York City sized bumper-car game... I tend to agree with a guy I saw on TV interviewing a fellow from Iceland. He said he was sure Iceland must be a fine country, BUT... He'd rather abide in "Palm-Tree Land"... Yup, me too! Leo (hoping for a warm, snow-free winter) in Texas
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Post by bagga on Oct 26, 2017 7:05:26 GMT -5
i'm about 200 miles directly north of chicago.
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Post by oldchopperguy on Oct 27, 2017 22:49:13 GMT -5
i'm about 200 miles directly north of chicago. YOU live in some COLD weather...
I was born and raised in LaGrange Park, about 12 miles west of Chi-Town. Some of my favorite rides were to "The Abbey" in Wisconsin. The resort was a client of my ad agency and we could get freebies at the best buffet EVER... And it was fun to let "Old Blue" stretch her legs on highways smooth enough that her hard-tail frame didn't punish my spine too much! OOHHH... Just the memory of those BIG cubic inches, high compression, full-race cam and straight pipes still makes me smile... Nothing else ever sounded so sweet!Back in the "gas shortage" days of the seventies, we built a "tanker" on a Harley trike to gas up our choppers "on the fly" during those dismal "gasless Sundays"... Most of us ran 2-gallon "peanut" tanks, and our Hogs gave only 8-10 mpg... Sometimes, we'd pay for a trip by doing the same for motorists running short of gas and getting panicky on the freeway... Collect up $8 a gallon, and gas 'em up at 70-mph on the freeway without ever bothering to stop! What a hoot! Of course, we DID have to collect up in advance... LOL! "Tiny" rode the trike and took the money. At 6'11" and 600 pounds, he was pretty impressive. Lots of crazy fun in those old days...Ride safe, and STAY WARM! Leo
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Post by bagga on Oct 28, 2017 7:00:12 GMT -5
where was "the abbey"? we have a bar called "the abbey" that's about 5 miles south of me.
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Post by oldchopperguy on Oct 28, 2017 19:32:38 GMT -5
where was "the abbey"? we have a bar called "the abbey" that's about 5 miles south of me. The Abbey resort was in Lake Geneva, WI. Don't know if it still exists or not. That was WAY back in 1972 or so. It was a first-class retreat with one of the best buffets in the country. We had a lot of fun there... 20 or so of us in our "Chicago Rolling Lords" colors, riding outrageous choppers... When we "invaded" the Sunday buffet we drew some STRANGE looks from the families with dad in a suit and mom in her "June Cleaver" dress... LOL! The concierge sometimes had to allay the guests' angst by hastily announcing me as the Exec. VP of their ad agency, and my "posse" were all friendly in spite of their appearance... Usually, before we left, we had to give the guests tutorials on choppers, the outlaw-biker culture and give the kiddies (and many foxy moms) rides around the lake. Probably helped originate the urban biker/business man phenomenon... Outlaw bikers back then were generally quite friendly and outgoing. Always ready to promote the culture. A hapless lady with a broken-down car could count on us to try to fix the car. If we couldn't, we'd put her on the pillion-pad of a bobber and take her to the nearest mechanic. Chicago police often recruited us for security duty at public events... Especially monstrous, King Kong-sized "Tiny"... The cops actually LIKED us! Go figger... This must have been just before the downward slide of outlaws into the world of organized crime, violence and drug use and sales. The outlaw culture today is nothing like it was in my youth. But what is? Things change over a half-century. Some for good, some for evil. I still occasionally fall in with a posse of old chopper-jockeys while riding the scoot... But I prudently stay well away from the organized gangs with colors. Hard to believe I rode with (heck, I was the "Prez") of an outlaw club myself. Much different people back then. Here in my town, there is actually a living member of the original "Booze Fighters". He must be at least 90, and his Hog looks like a forties knuck bobber should... Talk about a reminder of days gone by... Ride safe!Leo
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Post by bagga on Oct 29, 2017 10:36:48 GMT -5
i got the snowblower ready today. it will be my ride for the next few months.
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Post by oldchopperguy on Oct 29, 2017 20:56:35 GMT -5
i got the snowblower ready today. it will be my ride for the next few months. HeHeHe... When I moved to Texas some 40 years back, I brought my "pet" snow-blower not knowing it would never be needed... I powered it with a modded a Tecumseh 4-stroke with a milled head, porting and polishing and twin Tillotson pumper-carbs on a home-made manifold... A tribute to my karting days... LOL! Dang, would that thing throw the snow! When I learned we do NOT have snow accumulation here, and the blower had ZERO value, I called one of my pals in Chicago who had a real "Jones" for that hotrod snow-blower and he drove all the way down here to take it home with him! Probably is still in service... Clearing snow is NOT one of the fond memories of my youth I miss... LOL! Ride safe, and stay warm!Leo
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Post by bagga on Oct 31, 2017 15:32:44 GMT -5
speaking of knuckleheads. this one was at a knuckle show at the harley museum in milwaukee.
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Post by bagga on Oct 31, 2017 15:34:51 GMT -5
a friends panhead.
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Post by bagga on Oct 31, 2017 15:37:15 GMT -5
another knuck. this is how i like them, the patina is just dripping off of it.
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