Such sweet memories of back in the day. I could just kick myself for getting rid of my BSA. It kept me mean, lean and good looking too. Now I'm old, fat and ugly, it's true. If I only had kept my BSA. Just think of the possibilities of how I could be looking today. I could just kick myself for getting rid of that, I love you, I hate you, BSA.
The BSA I speak of was a 1966 BSA 441, much like the Triumph in the video. Truly a love hate relationship I had with that machine, but mostly love.
Someday, maybe, I'll tell you the true story of a marathon, cross-county motorcycle journey and adventure mishap, I took on a 1972, Triumph TR-7. After that trip, I purchased a 1973 BMW 750/5. My adventure mishaps were over. Only marathon, cross-county journeys were left.
Cheers,
Bill