When wearing of helmets for motorcyclists became mandatory in 1973, business boomed for retailers of helmets. The headgear protected the riders, but also gave them a new headache – THEFT!
Folks who were naïve enough to leave their helmets attached to the side locks on their mounts would find them gone in no time. The alternative would be to lug along these cumbersome spherical “shells”wherever they ventured on foot, after dismounting.
I was not ready to be encumbered. So, I fashioned a galvanized iron cover to fit my trusty Honda C70 Kapcai (the cover had a hinge too), and then relocated the helmet lock from its default position to the side of the basket (that came along with the bike) to secure the cover.
I figured my “invention” would deter a potential thief as it would frustrate his efforts at getting the bounty.
The Gold Wing GL1000 marked Honda’s foray into the “touring bikes” category and Honda sprouted wings of gold as it hit the motherlode in the US market. It was quite a sight to behold – with a flat-four boxer engine with a water-cooled radiator.
Over the last 44 years, the Gold Wing underwent many upgrades and refinements, often with increased gross weights, physical dimensions and engine sizes. The 2018 edition is a consummate melding of beastly beauty on two wheels.
The GL1800 has a 1800cc flat-six engine and even a reverse gear, plus a 7” TFT display, a hi-fi music system, and a host of apps, so that the rider and pillion companion can experience many happy hours on long rides.
Wow ! So, will the next version will have a bathtub and kitchen sink built in ?
Back in 1977, my sister was sent to a school in rural Kedah, a few miles from Alor Star, after finishing her teachers’ training college course.
The “road” to her school was really an unpaved sandy earth path, with paddy fields on both sides. The only way to go through was on foot, or with a bicycle or a motorbike. My dad bought her a cutesy little Honda, which went by the name of “Chaly”. It was really a bike designed for girls.
It must have been quite a sight for the villagers and farmers to see two Chinese girls (she and her colleague) making their way to the local school on these bikes.
In fact I was told that her colleague was stopped one day and asked for her hand in marriage by an admirer from the village.
I wonder how many of us here remember, or have seen one, or have taken a ride on the “car side” of the three-wheel contraption ? I remember the last time I saw one was like 50 years ago – I think back then it was kinda chic with the better-off folks.
These machines had proper suspensions for both the side-car, as well as the motorbike itself, with creature comfort taken well into conideration.
Well, in old war movies, this mode of transportation was popular with the German troops. The side car of those times usually had a machine gun mounted in front, to take care of any unfriendly encounters.
Am not sure if present-day JPJ (Road Transport Department) approves of this kind of vehicle. But never mind, let your memories flow….don’t forget to take your doggie along ….
Prior to early 1970s, all Cubs in Malaysia were sired by Honda-san. (Our family owned a series of Cubs in succession). Then Yamaha and Suzuki decided to bring forth their own Cubs – copies of the Hondas.
In 1978, my father bought me a new Suzuki FR70. With great joy, I rode off this 2-stroke 70cc bike for the final year of my MU studies.
My late uncle remarked that we should not have bought Suzuki, since in our Hokkien dialect it sounded like “lost it all” (输输去). Nonetheless, it served me well and I did graduate.
The 2-stroke engine’s domain was in the mid-to-high rpms – at low rpm, torque was poor, unlike the rugged Honda kapcai’s. The “zhng-zhng” sound was very different from the “put-put” sound of the 4-strokers. Overall, it was a fun machine.
I was a small kid with big dreams then. Some time in 1962, when dad brought home a colorful catalog from Boon Siew Honda, my attention was drawn NOT to the cubby stuff, but a big stately majestic 250cc model, called “Dream”. I liked the squarish headlight, the squarish-section front forks & rear suspension arms, the sparkling chrome fuel tank, etc., and not the least of all, the whitewall tyres.
(By contrast, modern m-bikes all seem to resemble creepy bugs that appear in nightmares)
Anyway, I told my dad “buy this one”. But Dollars & Sensibility sank in. We could only afford the 50cc Kap Chai, but that big fella remained the stuff of my dreams for a long time.
Anyone owned this machine before ?