Topic: My dad and his old Indian motorcycle.

[Hotwheelbill]

I just wanted to share a picture of my dad in the 50s when he was riding his Indian motorcycle. He had bought it at an auction and apparently went down on it more than once. One of those times was in that driveway pulling off of the road onto gravel. My regret is that he and my grandfather sold it for scrap after he crashed and took it into a cornfield. He told me that he could outrun any Harley-Davidson in Ohio at the time.

[bhudders]

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[Bailgang]

Very cool pic. My dad had an Indian as well during his younger years but I can't find a picture.

[bhudders]

My dad and infact no older men in my family had a motorcycle so I don’t know where my own love for motorbikes comes from, it all started after winning an argument about me getting my first bike to avoid using the school bus, that first bike was a Honda 50 C110, in 1966 that was, now I still have my 1971 CB750K1, my 1978 CBX 1000Z, plus a few more moderns including the 2018 Goldwing


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[Don R]

 My Dad and his buddies acquired an old Henderson. He happened to be on it when it finally fired while they were pushing it. That was when he realized he didn't know how to ride it and took a tour of a road ditch. I'd pay plenty for a picture of that.

[bill440cars]

     Nice to see another old Indian, as a member's Dad's ride. I have no doubt, as to where I got my love for motorcycles.

     My Granddad started his motorcycle shop back in 1932, selling & servicing Indians. Also,working on about anything that came through the door. Dad quit school, while in high school & Granddad put him to turning wrenches & Dad worked with him, til around the early 1960's. Granddad had his motorcycle, as did my Dad. My Dad built several, over the years. At the age of 13, When I wanted one, my Dad handed me a parts book, told me he had to build his out of parts and that was what I was going to do, IF i wanted one. I just could not even visualize my being able to do that. But, I managed it. And I was not allowed to use new parts, unless absolutely necessary. The only new gasket I could use, was a head gasket. My Dad showed me how to cut my own gaskets using a small ball peen hammer & gasket paper (No scissors allowed). Dad passed down a Very Valuable Lesson to me.     
   

[Johnie]

Great pic. Any idea what year that is taken? I am in the same boat as bhundders. No older men in my family had a bike. Got my interest when a friend gave me a ride on his Bridgestone twin in the 60's...I was only 14 and hooked!

[dhall57]

Nice pic Hotwheel. I was in the same boat as bhudders and Johnnie. None of the grown men (relatives) in my family when I was growing up including my dad had motorcycles. I don't even remember the word motorcycle ever being spoke of. It wasn't until around 1969 and I was playing little league baseball and became friends with another kid and he invited me over to his house. His dad had recently bought a Honda CT90 or Trail 90 and we about wore it out riding it up and down the dirt road they lived on. Than the movie On Any Sunday came out and we went to see it and Ive been hooked on motorcycles ever since. It's been almost 50 years but our friendship that was built around that Honda CT90 and motorcycles still endures to this day. As a matter of fact he was in town only a few weeks ago and he gave me a call and we had lunch together.