How Does a Cowboy End Up Motorcycle Touring?
Though it wasn’t Motorcycle Touring, I got the first of my motorcycles when I was a young Cowboy, around 14, way back yonder in ’67 or so. The little thing was a ‘gift’ from a neighbor. I’m not sure that you can call one of those old, step through, Honda 90 rigs, a motorcycle… but I rode it through the desert like it was a dirt bike!Dang thing didn’t even have ‘real’ suspension on the front end… just a little swing arm set up… not a whole lot of travel; and, I expect, that jumping it, out in the desert outside of Tucson, was not the best thing for it! 🙂 Some folks, seeing me jump that bike four or five feet off the ground, rippin’ through the desert, commented that I wasn’t the brightest bulb in the hardware store! But… shortly, there got to be a bit of competition between Motorcycles, the U.S. Army, Rodeoin’ etc. etc. Had trouble decidin’ between Motorcycles and Bareback Broncs… The Broncs seemed to attract more girls! 🙂 Thrown in there were a couple Suzuki street bikes;