Methanol
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G'day riders
Didn't find the intro page at first, have now so I'll say hello to everyone and share a bit of background.
My first ride was at 5 years old on a paddock bike. A 1950s British something (Excelsior?) step thru. Chasing the older cousins around the paddock and hoping to get a ride when one fell off. No such thing as minibikes then, though my dad and uncle built our own in the early 70s. I think the old Excelsior supplied the donor motor, wheels & forks for our home built minibike.
First bike at 10 years old, that was all mine, was a BSA Bantam custom build trials bike. The bike had been ridden by previous owner to claim the Australian 1961 Australian Trials tittle. Should have kept it, as it belongs in a museum.
Grew up in a racing family (3rd generation back to the 1930s) with lots of very early memories of race meetings and the smell of castor oil and methanol. Lots of family friends were racers, bike shop owners or involved in the motor industry.
One of the extended family clan was a successful World Grand Prix racer in the 50s & 60s (maybe my grandfather's 2nd cousin).
The family bike stable was often fluid as we bought and sold bikes regularly, so there was always a choice of bikes to ride. This is back when bikes were still left and right foot shifts with up or down shift patterns.
Never had the opportunity to ride a hand shifter or a speedway bike and didn't like trikes, but outfits (sidecars) were interesting.
I didn't start racing till I was about 22 years old - too busy tearing around the Aussie continent on a Honda sports bike seeing the sights and doing the things young blokes did in the 1970s. Back then, there was no junior racing.
Started racing MX, Dirt Track, a few Enduros and dabbling in Trials. MX was my great passion. Never chased sponsorship or got fully committed - too busy working, night college and looking to buy an investment property.
Mostly rode club days and invite meetings, was an office holder of the old family race club, plus also a delegate director of a consortium of race clubs the owned and operated a Dirt Track racing complex that also promoted national and international race meetings. A great opportunity to put into practice some of my management skills I had studied and to meet lots of interesting people committed to promoting motorcycle racing.
Had to give away racing mid 1980s after a couple of my race bikes were stolen, just before getting married to the most wonderful girl in the known world. With home loan repayments and getting started, there just was not enough spare cash to cover racing and all our other pursuits.
Then two years later I voluntarily stopped road riding. Probably my subconscious kicking in and realizing I had been riding excessively hard and would be either locked up or smashed up.
Rugby Union helped fill the adrenaline vacuum - I started late at 25 years old. Rugby Union and motorcycle racing are perfect bookend sports. Play on Saturday and race on Sunday. I later combined the two for about five years.
Now I think about it, I did mange to often combine three competitive sports all at ounce over the years.
Jumping forward to the mid 1990s and with two young kids in the family, that had got to know their father, I pulled a mothballed MXer out, and went back racing in VMX on a pre 75 bike with my dad, but still no meaningful road riding then. Fairly quickly we collected a few more bikes and had fun times riding lots of meetings in VMX and Dirt Track.
Then by the late 1990s my new shift work commitments cut me off from being able to race consistently, so I retired from racing again. I also realized that for all the time and work involved, there wasn't much saddle time achieved. The amount of time needed to keep a stable of bikes prepped, burnt a lot of midnight and beyond oil. Just to switch bikes over from MX to Dirt Track, most of them needed wheel and gearing changes and then there was servicing and just keeping post classic bikes in competitive riding condition. If the part wasn't available it had to be fabricated.
How I missed those old bachelor days, of weekends away with the mates and riding our dirt bikes all day long in the mountain forests.
Moving forward again, I finally found the bike for long outback reliable dirt riding, a DR650 Suzuki with the added bonus of a tyre change it could double as a usable twisty back-roads ride to the Phillip Island for MotoGP.
The DR did need lots of upgrades to get it to level that I wanted, but there was no chance I was going to ride it half way around Australia next year with all the riding mates on our planned trip to Darwin.
Reading online bike sites and I saw a write-up of the FZ1 and new it was the bike. Based on a R1 motor and not overly endowed with mind numbing rider gizmos, I was sold.
Searched for awhile and found the package that I was after in Melbourne at a dealer. Full Givi luggage, Yoshi slip-on, taller screen, RAD guard, after market seat, one owner and well looked after with no doubtful mods. Not sure if the NG front brake discs are OEM or fitted by original owner. Did a bit of searching about NG discs and discovered they do supply OEM to some bike manufacturers.
Some heated hand grips and maybe an ECU remap and it its ready for a big lap.
Still waiting to get some serious distance under its wheels before riding to the MotoGP in October. Planning to do an all day ride next week so I can get some fuel economy data.
Didn't find the intro page at first, have now so I'll say hello to everyone and share a bit of background.
My first ride was at 5 years old on a paddock bike. A 1950s British something (Excelsior?) step thru. Chasing the older cousins around the paddock and hoping to get a ride when one fell off. No such thing as minibikes then, though my dad and uncle built our own in the early 70s. I think the old Excelsior supplied the donor motor, wheels & forks for our home built minibike.
First bike at 10 years old, that was all mine, was a BSA Bantam custom build trials bike. The bike had been ridden by previous owner to claim the Australian 1961 Australian Trials tittle. Should have kept it, as it belongs in a museum.
Grew up in a racing family (3rd generation back to the 1930s) with lots of very early memories of race meetings and the smell of castor oil and methanol. Lots of family friends were racers, bike shop owners or involved in the motor industry.
One of the extended family clan was a successful World Grand Prix racer in the 50s & 60s (maybe my grandfather's 2nd cousin).
The family bike stable was often fluid as we bought and sold bikes regularly, so there was always a choice of bikes to ride. This is back when bikes were still left and right foot shifts with up or down shift patterns.
Never had the opportunity to ride a hand shifter or a speedway bike and didn't like trikes, but outfits (sidecars) were interesting.
I didn't start racing till I was about 22 years old - too busy tearing around the Aussie continent on a Honda sports bike seeing the sights and doing the things young blokes did in the 1970s. Back then, there was no junior racing.
Started racing MX, Dirt Track, a few Enduros and dabbling in Trials. MX was my great passion. Never chased sponsorship or got fully committed - too busy working, night college and looking to buy an investment property.
Mostly rode club days and invite meetings, was an office holder of the old family race club, plus also a delegate director of a consortium of race clubs the owned and operated a Dirt Track racing complex that also promoted national and international race meetings. A great opportunity to put into practice some of my management skills I had studied and to meet lots of interesting people committed to promoting motorcycle racing.
Had to give away racing mid 1980s after a couple of my race bikes were stolen, just before getting married to the most wonderful girl in the known world. With home loan repayments and getting started, there just was not enough spare cash to cover racing and all our other pursuits.
Then two years later I voluntarily stopped road riding. Probably my subconscious kicking in and realizing I had been riding excessively hard and would be either locked up or smashed up.
Rugby Union helped fill the adrenaline vacuum - I started late at 25 years old. Rugby Union and motorcycle racing are perfect bookend sports. Play on Saturday and race on Sunday. I later combined the two for about five years.
Now I think about it, I did mange to often combine three competitive sports all at ounce over the years.
Jumping forward to the mid 1990s and with two young kids in the family, that had got to know their father, I pulled a mothballed MXer out, and went back racing in VMX on a pre 75 bike with my dad, but still no meaningful road riding then. Fairly quickly we collected a few more bikes and had fun times riding lots of meetings in VMX and Dirt Track.
Then by the late 1990s my new shift work commitments cut me off from being able to race consistently, so I retired from racing again. I also realized that for all the time and work involved, there wasn't much saddle time achieved. The amount of time needed to keep a stable of bikes prepped, burnt a lot of midnight and beyond oil. Just to switch bikes over from MX to Dirt Track, most of them needed wheel and gearing changes and then there was servicing and just keeping post classic bikes in competitive riding condition. If the part wasn't available it had to be fabricated.
How I missed those old bachelor days, of weekends away with the mates and riding our dirt bikes all day long in the mountain forests.
Moving forward again, I finally found the bike for long outback reliable dirt riding, a DR650 Suzuki with the added bonus of a tyre change it could double as a usable twisty back-roads ride to the Phillip Island for MotoGP.
The DR did need lots of upgrades to get it to level that I wanted, but there was no chance I was going to ride it half way around Australia next year with all the riding mates on our planned trip to Darwin.
Reading online bike sites and I saw a write-up of the FZ1 and new it was the bike. Based on a R1 motor and not overly endowed with mind numbing rider gizmos, I was sold.
Searched for awhile and found the package that I was after in Melbourne at a dealer. Full Givi luggage, Yoshi slip-on, taller screen, RAD guard, after market seat, one owner and well looked after with no doubtful mods. Not sure if the NG front brake discs are OEM or fitted by original owner. Did a bit of searching about NG discs and discovered they do supply OEM to some bike manufacturers.
Some heated hand grips and maybe an ECU remap and it its ready for a big lap.
Still waiting to get some serious distance under its wheels before riding to the MotoGP in October. Planning to do an all day ride next week so I can get some fuel economy data.
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