Sorry you didn't enjoy yourself. You should have come inside to say hello. I love to talk about bikes of all kinds. I saw one of your bikes outside but never knew who it belonged to.
The V-Rod you saw didn't belong to EBass but some guy who stopped by the store. The EBass no-show was kinda disappointing since I wore my Race Girl thong just for him. I guess he stayed away because he was worried I'd discover that his helmet wasn't really DOT legal.
Ah hell, I enjoyed myself. Anywhere there is a bunch of nice bikes and free food can't be all that bad, eh?
Did you check out that guy's street legal short track Clews Rotax? Man, I was drooling all over it.
I asked a few riders/bystanders where the author was, but no one answered back. Not a peep. Even the counter dude gave me the fish eye. I guess inside was where all the action was. I did buy a "Cycle World Honda Tests 1968-1971" coffee table book, so the trip wasn't a total loss. Sorry we didn't get to talk.
I've got a copper tank 1971 DT1F 250MX, a 1969 (Gold) DT1C, and a fast orange 1972 DT2 (DT1F) 250 Enduro (my vintage racer). Last year for the real Yamaha enduro was 1973. After that they got kinda portly and lost the flywheel.
Believe it or not, someone gave me the MX, and I got the '69 Enduro from the original owner for $400.00. Like new, just needed a top end.
The '72 is all tricked out with WP shocks, Noleen modified damper rods, ported, pipe by EC Birt and 32mm GYT Kit carb. Street legal too.
Ah yes the '71 RT1 360, black with red stripes. I still have scars on my right shin from when it would kick back and blown my ankle into a thousand pieces.
Yes, that was a nice bike. I only had time to look at it a little, though. I was still setting things up, so I didn't get to oogle it like I wanted.
That's odd that nobody told you where I was, particularly the guys at the register. They flagged me down to sign a book if I wasn't at the table in the back someone bought a copy.
BTW, if you liked the food, the folks at Autobooks said that the bakery (Portos of Glendale) will be opening a branch down the street in the old Ride Aid building.
PS You should know better than to wheelie in Burbank. It's a small town surrounded by a big city. They don't tolerate those kinds of shenanigans. ;-) How many cops showed up for your ticket? I rarely see traffic stops that involve fewer than two police cruisers--like it's an event or something.
After I knocked over the display sign for the 1/4 midget with my ratty Bell Star, I think the staff had their eye on me.
Funny you should mention that, but after the bike cop nailed me, sure enough, two prowl cars showed up, to do nothing other than to make me nervous. Slow crime day, I guess.
I then started fumbling with the wad of insurance documents for the myriad of street legal bikes I ride. "Lets see, this one is for the CB350, no, the Kawasaki, and this one is for the 250, and this one's..." The cop was not amused.