Aermacchi

Tag: Aermacchi

Brief description of what to expect from posts here.

MZ’s Moto Memories, Part 3

Posted by Mark Zweig | Jul 21, 2023 | Legendary Bikes, Ride Life | 1 |

Harley-Davidson M-50S “Boy Racer”

Posted by Rob Brooks | May 27, 2020 | Legendary Bikes | 6 |

Mike Boyd- Unsung Hero

Posted by Rob Brooks | Apr 25, 2019 | Legendary Bikes, Ride Life | 12 |

MZ’s Moto Memories, Part 3

by Mark Zweig | Jul 21, 2023 | Legendary Bikes, Ride Life | 1 |

I was really into small Italian bikes from the 60s at that time. I always had a fascination for the Sears-Allstate Gilera 106SS, and owned one that was like new with only 600 miles on it, still wearing its break-in sticker on the speedometer. I also had a beautiful black Motobi 125 with clip-ons that I restored and a completely mint, restored (with all NOS parts) 1967 Wards-Riverside Benelli 250 scrambler. But I didn’t own an Aermacchi H-D, and I thought this could be a good opportunity to get one cheap.

Harley-Davidson M-50S “Boy Racer”

by Rob Brooks | May 27, 2020 | Legendary Bikes | 6 |

It was the summer of 1970 and I was fourteen years old. 1969 was the year of Woodstock and the man on the moon. I was too young for a drivers license, too old for parental rule, and too cool for school. I didn’t have a real job, but I earned some money working a paper route. My whole (young) life I wanted a minibike. If you were rich, you could buy a new Honda Trail 70, or maybe a Rupp minibike. If we could scrounge up enough parts, maybe we could build a minibike, but home-built minibikes always broke down. Our best bet was to buy a small, used motorcycle. I found a 50cc Harley and I had $50 to buy it. My first Harley-Davidson and freedom at a bargain price. A new one was $225, and a Honda 70 was over $300.

Mike Boyd- Unsung Hero

by Rob Brooks | Apr 25, 2019 | Legendary Bikes, Ride Life | 12 |

I first met Mike Boyd at an Athens Cycle World bike night, via our mutual friend Phil, my “partner in crime” here at Road Dirt. Mike was buzzing a drone across the festivities, its four propellers humming a few feet above all the action and motorcycle noise. After a few minutes, Mike landed the drone, and Phil introduced us. They had first met through the Athens H.O.G. (Harley Owners Group) chapter, and Phil insisted we meet. “Mike’s got an amazing collection of bikes,” Phil assured me, “and he’s got an amazing personal story as well.” A small, thinly-built older chap with an infectious grin, Mike has a quick wit and zest for life we all should have. After talking with him for a few minutes, Mike invited us to come visit his place on the east side of Athens when we could, so we set up a time to pay him a visit.