I moved back to the states in 2000. I stayed with my Dad for a while and he taught me to ride on one of his harleys. He was a good teacher and even forgave me riding one of those harleys into a ditch the day I got my license.
A few months later, I finally got my first bike, a 1991 CB750 Nighthawk.
That bike served me well for six years. Two months after I got it I quit my job, put my stuff in storage and headed west. 10,000 miles in a month from NC to Cali and back again.
It was a commuter, it tore up the mountains in western NC and generally put up with my neglect and abuse.
Last year while the wife was out of town I bid on a shovelhead on Ebay and won. Surprise honey! I was looking for a motor for an old SOHC Cb750. I guess I should have mentioned that somewhere along the way I bought a pair of CBs with the intention of making a chopper, but that project kept getting put on hold.
Well the great deal of a shovel ended up being a broken backbone bastard of a project that took all last winter to tear down and put back together. In the course of it I decided that the nighthawk had to go because the greedy new bike needed money.
Sorry old friend, I hope someone is taking good care of you:
