someotherguy
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I gotta keep posting Harleys to compete with you sport bike lovers.
This is my first Harley, '82 FLH, picked it up in '93 IIRC. Was pretty much stock when I got it but I pulled all the unnecessary crap off: fake dual exhaust (has a crossover that the kicker would hit), huge "buddy" seat, bags and bag guards, turn signals front/rear, windshield, luggage rack, mud flaps, all that "live to ride" shit, leather tassles on the levers, blah blah blah.
Over the years, ended up with true duals and fishtail pipes, changed Keihin carb to S&S E, solid polished aluminum wheels, shaved turn signal mounts from rear fender, shaved front fender rivets, reshaped fender tips to take old style trim, thin ribbed battery cover instead of the louvered crap, and a bunch of other stuff I've probably forgotten.
In this pic it already had the new seat and most of the crap removed, I'd owned it for maybe a week at this point:
After a crash that screwed up my knee and ankle pretty bad and dented the tank, I rocked it in flat black for a few years then had my buddy do the paint. Jet black with scallops in House of Kolors Kandy Violet over their BC-2 silver base. I wish I had pics of it in the sunlight because it really freakin' popped, but here are two that I snapped quick:
Probably the bike I kept the longest, and put the most money into (so far.) Busted a tank mount and it started leaking down on top of the engine, couldn't fix the tank without destroying the paint, so I slapped a new set in flat black on and sold it to a guy in Indiana I think, it's been forever. Gave him the old tanks in case he wanted to try fixing.
I rode that freakin' bike EVERYWHERE, including a '95 trip to Sturgis from Houston. Just me and my bud Kevin, he had a '72 FLH. Pair of raggedy Shovelheads taking a 1400+ mile one-way route, no real problems, and a lot of fun. Saw a lot of guys trailering their bikes on the way and could only think what they were missing out on. The trip is the best part, Sturgis is just a carnival in between the trip up and the trip back.
BTW guys that trailer all the way in I can at least give SOME respect to, they're not trying to hide anything. The true posers are the pack of guys we saw get their bikes off the trailer in Cheyenne Wyoming and "ride" in the last few hundred miles while their ol' ladies drove the motorhome w/trailer in. In contrast, we rode the whole way, whenever we got tired we'd pull off the road and sleep in the grass under a tree, and slept in a tent on some guy's farm once we got there. Can't beat it.
If y'all cant tell by now, I love Shovelheads, and each one has progressively less and less extra junk on it.
Richard