I've actually accomplished two goals with pulling this bike out of the woods when my dad has long ago given up and forgotten about it - own a two stroke street bike (check) and own a twin (check). He clearly didn't give a two #$%*s (excuse my language, I'm not fond of my dad) about the bike as getting it on the trailer was a one man operation with a come-along, some cinder blocks and a spare tire. The cinder blocks and the spare tire were the second man, preventing the bike from tipping. He didn't offer to help me get it out of the woods, I started that process last year when I shoved it through the trees to the edge of the woods so it could get onto the trailer. Like I said, the back tire is stuck - I was sweating heavily and sore by the time I moved it a mere 20 feet. All that matters now though is that it's home. I just have to thank you guys for the encouragement, I definitely worked for it, yeah?
He considered it junk, like you say. He asked me if I was parting it out when I got it home... Why go through the effort of tearing it down just to sell the parts? With just a bit more effort you can put it back together and RIDE IT, that's the real profit.
Oh, and I just have to say, the first thing that's going is that damn sissy bar
, anybody want it? HA!