G'day Fellas- Just thought I would stop by and introduce myself before I start posting.
I am a 33 year old from Perth, Western Australia. My bike and soon to be project is a 1981 CX500C that my Dad purchased back in 1981. The bike was six months old and had been ridden around Perth by an American Sailor that had been seconded to the Royal Australian Navy and was heading back to the States.
My Honda was the first bike that I had ever dreamed of riding and modifying after my Dad took me for a ride around the block in my pyjamas (much to my mother's disgust I was only three years old and that was the last time I wore my pyjamas whilst being on a motorbike!).
One day I caught up with my dad, and asked him how the old beast was going. He said it had been in the shop for a month waiting for a wrench to fix it. One hour later we were at the shop to pick it up and take it home. Carbies seemed fine to me. I then told my Dad that the bike needed a scrub. His response was " Why don't you clean it for me". Being the good son, I rode it home that afternoon. I rand Dad the next day to come and pick it up. The answer I received was..."Why don't you keep it. I was always going to be yours anyway!"
The old Honda has sat in my garage now for a year waiting for a rebuild into the CX500C that I always wanted. Sorry about the long winded post...they wont always be this long!
I am a 33 year old from Perth, Western Australia. My bike and soon to be project is a 1981 CX500C that my Dad purchased back in 1981. The bike was six months old and had been ridden around Perth by an American Sailor that had been seconded to the Royal Australian Navy and was heading back to the States.
My Honda was the first bike that I had ever dreamed of riding and modifying after my Dad took me for a ride around the block in my pyjamas (much to my mother's disgust I was only three years old and that was the last time I wore my pyjamas whilst being on a motorbike!).
One day I caught up with my dad, and asked him how the old beast was going. He said it had been in the shop for a month waiting for a wrench to fix it. One hour later we were at the shop to pick it up and take it home. Carbies seemed fine to me. I then told my Dad that the bike needed a scrub. His response was " Why don't you clean it for me". Being the good son, I rode it home that afternoon. I rand Dad the next day to come and pick it up. The answer I received was..."Why don't you keep it. I was always going to be yours anyway!"
The old Honda has sat in my garage now for a year waiting for a rebuild into the CX500C that I always wanted. Sorry about the long winded post...they wont always be this long!
