Of course I instantly thought of OS when I came across this section.
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Loved my little Honda trail 90.gundownunder wrote:I had a Honda 90 step thru. Not really a mini bike but it was no cruiser either.
Later they upgraded them to a 110cc and now thousands of Australia post workers use them to deliver the mail all over Oz.
I couldn't think of a better little pony to strap a saddle scabbard on if I wanted a bike for hunting.
Here's a link to what you can do with them if you're keen.
http://www.postiebikechallenge.org/the_challenge.htm
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6s0GAKuc_Is
Yep! I get that PitchyPitchy wrote:I only remember one, the one I picked up my first chick on.
Two of my friends had Yamaha 80’s back in the day.ollogger wrote:80 cc yamadingger was as Minnie as I had
I think that was 1968, the bike was older than that, street legal but I wasn't at that time
ollogger
The only traffic ticket I have had so far in my life was from riding the little Yamaha on the street when I was 12, my punishment was no learner's permit when I turned 15, had to wait till I was sixteen and get the regular license.ollogger wrote:80 cc yamadingger was as Minnie as I had
I think that was 1968, the bike was older than that, street legal but I wasn't at that time
ollogger
"Interesting diversions"Mescalero wrote:Well,
I thought it did not belong here but there are some interesting diversions,
I had a Cushman, went forever on a tank of gas.
Did it the same way here on long island. Be told some youths would "borrow" the steel plate conectors holding the wood planks together over the third railmikld wrote:Nope never had one like those. The rich kids had 'em though. I made my own in Jr. High. I used a 24" bicycle frame with the center bar removed, and mounted an old lawn mower engine in it with a jack shaft, centrifugal clutch, and used v belts. Used 20" wheels/tires with a modified 20" rim attached to the rear rim/wheel (welded it together in metal shop). Brakes were cobbled/home made friction set up for the rear, and clamp type for the front. Worked pretty good, mebbe 20 MPH, but kinda hard to stop (wore out a pair of tennis shoes!)....
Ok....that there was funny as he!!2ndovc wrote:Streetstar wrote:But if I'm a tad OCD -- then this guy is waiting for the men with white lab coats to whisk him away --
Doug,
The second photo in your post looks a lot like my first one.
'78 Honda Z 50.
Dad Brought it home, fired it up and I was off!
'Round and round the house while he ran in to get my mom. I saw her come out with an odd look on her face.
Forgot where the brake was and proceeded to shoot off the dock in the back yard and rode it straight to the bottom of the channel!
I popped up a few seconds later ( it's a real B----- to swim in cowboy boots and a helmet!), my mother screaming and my dad laughing so hard he can hardly grab my butt and haul me out of the water.
After I calmed down, he dove in with a line and hauled it out. He called Ralph at the Honda shop (I'll never forget that laugh I could hear coming over the phone), he told Dad what to do and I was back in business an hour later.
After that I was the only kid in the neighborhood that had to wear a helmet AND a lifejacket while riding my Honda!!![]()
Dad loves telling that story!
jb
BlaineG wrote:Ok....that there was funny as he!!2ndovc wrote:Streetstar wrote:But if I'm a tad OCD -- then this guy is waiting for the men with white lab coats to whisk him away --
Doug,
The second photo in your post looks a lot like my first one.
'78 Honda Z 50.
Dad Brought it home, fired it up and I was off!
'Round and round the house while he ran in to get my mom. I saw her come out with an odd look on her face.
Forgot where the brake was and proceeded to shoot off the dock in the back yard and rode it straight to the bottom of the channel!
I popped up a few seconds later ( it's a real B----- to swim in cowboy boots and a helmet!), my mother screaming and my dad laughing so hard he can hardly grab my butt and haul me out of the water.
After I calmed down, he dove in with a line and hauled it out. He called Ralph at the Honda shop (I'll never forget that laugh I could hear coming over the phone), he told Dad what to do and I was back in business an hour later.
After that I was the only kid in the neighborhood that had to wear a helmet AND a lifejacket while riding my Honda!!![]()
Dad loves telling that story!
jb![]()
Yep, Cushman Highlander. Always wanted an Eagle, but it was not to be.....Mescalero wrote:Well,
I thought it did not belong here but there are some interesting diversions,
I had a Cushman, went forever on a tank of gas.