A DKW 50cc two stroke, pedal assisted, open frame. In green, with cream trim.
Gone through a bunch of neat bikes during this journey, loved them all, from the Hodaka Super Rat to the BMW R90S in Daytona Orange, and all the other special machines that have made these past 56 years a 'rell of a hide'. (Censorship, you know. Can't say "$hit" without offending other adult riders, right?)
Strangely only three Japanese bikes along the way, and even though I loved them all, they were among the least memorable.
And now this beast, FIFTY times the displacement of my first beloved bike. The sensations of that first ride are still burnt into my ethos, the smell of the Belray, the sound of that mill, the eagerness of the sled and the thrill of pushing a bit harder on a turn the first time. Sensory overload.
So, tell us about your journey, your special bikes: What path landed you here?