Hi All:
Lucille and I were out for a ride this evening - so, I am catching up. To answer the queries:
- that is my buddy's 1975 Suzuki GT550 - it was a REALLY nice bike and he had NO trouble staying my 650 in 3rd, 4h and 5th gear roll-ons;
- the luggage rack on the XS650B was on it when I got the bike and it also had a seat backrest that could be mounted to suit a passenger or slid forward to support a single rider;
- the
Vetter Windjammer-like fairing was an amazing find in an old bike dealers back shed. I got it for $150 in about 1978, made my own bracket and it worked really well;
NOTE: the fairing was called a
Torque Commuter and it really was a Vetter clone except for the turn signals. As I recall, it was made out of roto-moulded PE rather than fibreglass. It came in black - so I didn't even have to paint it! I did the pinstripes with a couple of rolls of cheap coloured tape and felt like a total road-king while having saved a zillion buckaroos over the cost of a GL1000 with a genuine Windjammer. I even installed an AM radio in it (see the antenna) and at speeds under about 60 mph, I could even hear it. The leather saddlebags were another el-cheapo find and I still have them! The 650 wasn't very fast with the fairing and all that other stuff installed - but I didn't care and I rode the damned wheels off that thing.
That XS650B had well over 100,000 miles on it when I traded it in on a brand new leftover '79 Suzuki GS850G in the fall of 1980 - and the Yamaha still was running well. I think I was the first person I knew to have to install new brake pads on a bike because at that time very few bikes ever got more than about 20-30,000 miles on them.
As I recall it, in that photo I was just about to leave on a trip in late July. I had a week or 10 days off work and didn't have a plan - so I just rode out Division St. in Kingston where I was going to school and sat for a moment at the Hwy. 401 freeway junction trying to decide which way to go. I flipped a coin, turned right and headed east - and about 24 hours later pitched my tent in Cavendish Beach National Park on Prince Edward Island. The next day I took the ferry to Nova Scotia and rode the Cabot Trail and then headed (by ferry) into Maine and wound up near the top of Skyline Drive. From there, I rode home - in the rain 100% of the way - to Toronto. That old Yamaha never missed a beat - since I had finally figured out about the alternator brushes in the spring of that year. Here is another photo taken at my parent's cottage near Havelock, ON.
Anhhhh, those were the good old simple days of 40 cent/gallon fuel and cheap bike parts. I wish I still had that 650 - it really was a hell of a good bike.
Cheers,
Pete