scott s
XS650 Guru
My Dad is EXTREMELY proud of his XS650 and I wanted to start a thread about the bike so he can show it off.
What makes this bike special (other than actually being a Heritage Special) is that it was also my first bike.
My Dad rode many, many years ago. There was always a bike in the garage. Dirt bikes, Enduros, etc. He would never let me near them when I was young, saying they were too dangerous. He came form the days of Hare Scrambles, like you see on "On Any Sunday". It wasn't unusual for him to change the sprocket on his Yamaha or Hodaka, throw on an Army surplus bedroll, ride a few hours to an event, change sprockets, race and then ride back home again.
Here are some pics from back in the day:
Fast forward...decades...and I meet a girl who likes bikes. I've always been a VW guy and know my way around a project, so I pick up an old bike. My first bike is/was an '83 XS650. Found it on CL for $1,000.
I knew nothing about working on them at the time, so I took it to a local shop, spent a lot of money, but came away with some good parts and an excellent bike. Here's how it looked when I dragged it home.
I know what you're thinking! "Sweet lavender paint!". Don't miss the homemade sissy bar, two tone seat and handmade header that hit the front fender every time you used the front brake!
Stripped it down and had the shop get it tuned up for me. At this time, I was only good at polishing and fetching parts. I've since learned my way around these old bike (with help from Dad, of course) and have completed many, many Father/Son projects.
And the day I rode it home:
What makes this bike special (other than actually being a Heritage Special) is that it was also my first bike.
My Dad rode many, many years ago. There was always a bike in the garage. Dirt bikes, Enduros, etc. He would never let me near them when I was young, saying they were too dangerous. He came form the days of Hare Scrambles, like you see on "On Any Sunday". It wasn't unusual for him to change the sprocket on his Yamaha or Hodaka, throw on an Army surplus bedroll, ride a few hours to an event, change sprockets, race and then ride back home again.
Here are some pics from back in the day:
Fast forward...decades...and I meet a girl who likes bikes. I've always been a VW guy and know my way around a project, so I pick up an old bike. My first bike is/was an '83 XS650. Found it on CL for $1,000.
I knew nothing about working on them at the time, so I took it to a local shop, spent a lot of money, but came away with some good parts and an excellent bike. Here's how it looked when I dragged it home.
I know what you're thinking! "Sweet lavender paint!". Don't miss the homemade sissy bar, two tone seat and handmade header that hit the front fender every time you used the front brake!
Stripped it down and had the shop get it tuned up for me. At this time, I was only good at polishing and fetching parts. I've since learned my way around these old bike (with help from Dad, of course) and have completed many, many Father/Son projects.
And the day I rode it home: