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My Dad was a GM man, not an MG man ...... DonG
Yeah I got to ride dirtbikes with Dad in the late 70s and 80s and they were some of the best of times and the best of memories. Hungry Creek, Mooney Creek, Jillaby and Dubbo Valley were all great places to ride. The men had beer, the kids had soft drinks, sausages on the barby wrapped up in a slice of bread...heaven. Dad was a road rider from about 1949 or so until I was born in 66. He was Norton though and through. Dad stopped road riding and we did the dirt stuff, then he stopped it all and in many ways my taking up road riding in 1995 estranged him from me, which was sad...he'd gone right off bikes. The good thing was, our last road trip together out to Bathurst and Mudgee in the Commodore I did the driving (Dad was blind by then) and we talked a lot about bikes, riding and the old days, lots of laughing and we "made the connection" again. I had to return to the UK and Dad died less than 6 months later.
Good story Pete. Your mother must have had lots of patience.
Thanks for the telling, Huzo. ... a Navy pilot flying Corsairs on and off aircraft carriers at night....
I am indeed not worthy...
My dad. My hero. I remember as a real young kid riding pillion with him on his 1974 BMW everywhere. Then, when I got old enough I got my own bike, I continued to ride behind him, but on my own. I can say I've ridden with him one way or another since I was probably 7 years old or so. I'd venture to say I have 100K miles riding with him over the years. My Uncle, dad and I have covered most of the states together and lots of miles. I'll cherish those memories.He's almost 78 now and doesn't ride anymore. He could if he wanted to, but he just don't want to anymore.
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