cgadaleta
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After a 3 hour drive in a van I "borrowed" from work, my brother and I rolled up to the small victorian town of Broadford. As we went down the single main road of the town towards our destination we saw something very unique and quite old, the Australian veteran car club was stopped there, streets lined with old alfa's, pugeots, and fords just to name a few.
But that wasn't the reason of our trip. Broadford is semi-famous for its racetrack, specifically its motorcycle racetrack where there is an annual event for bikes over 25 years old. Unfortunately we had missed that by about 6 months but if it was that time of year someone surely would have snapped up the hidden gold we were there to see.
The ad was for an all original 1975 yamaha rd350 with just over four thousand miles, running smoothly and in "excellent condition". The price was about a quarter of what it should have been with that kind of description, I was hoping the seller just didn't know what he had!
I was dead right, not a clue what he had, apparently he was an xs650 man that bought 4 RDs from a guy as a favour. The reason I say he had no idea what he had is because of the condition, clearly not original on manly levels, almost definitely rebuilt, the tank was dented and the Chrome mildly pitted in areas. There was fork oil dripping down and the sight glass had been plugged with gasket goo.
Hidden away in the corner was a badly faded but mostly complete rd350a, a bit of damage on the side from where a prevous rider had run out of skill but over all a nice base for a project. After some negotiations I realized the most cost effective way to buy off this guy was to take the orange rd350b as well at the pinky-red rd350a
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But that wasn't the reason of our trip. Broadford is semi-famous for its racetrack, specifically its motorcycle racetrack where there is an annual event for bikes over 25 years old. Unfortunately we had missed that by about 6 months but if it was that time of year someone surely would have snapped up the hidden gold we were there to see.
The ad was for an all original 1975 yamaha rd350 with just over four thousand miles, running smoothly and in "excellent condition". The price was about a quarter of what it should have been with that kind of description, I was hoping the seller just didn't know what he had!
I was dead right, not a clue what he had, apparently he was an xs650 man that bought 4 RDs from a guy as a favour. The reason I say he had no idea what he had is because of the condition, clearly not original on manly levels, almost definitely rebuilt, the tank was dented and the Chrome mildly pitted in areas. There was fork oil dripping down and the sight glass had been plugged with gasket goo.
Hidden away in the corner was a badly faded but mostly complete rd350a, a bit of damage on the side from where a prevous rider had run out of skill but over all a nice base for a project. After some negotiations I realized the most cost effective way to buy off this guy was to take the orange rd350b as well at the pinky-red rd350a
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