Aeon,
The year was 1978 and I bought 1974? Honda MT 250. I had 3 friends all with Honda Trail 70s and I wanted a bike so badly.
My older sister dated a guy going into the Navy. He was trying to sell that bike but no takers. He liked me and said it was mine for $200. I think I only had saved up $180 and it was mine.
God does this bring back memories! I too rode with euphoria all over southern Az. My parents would of killed me if they ever knew so I hid it out in the desert behind our house! They never knew I broke my arm as I tried to jump a wash on it.
I used to get chased by the cops as I was only 13, no helmet, no license, nothing but gas money. I would ride it past the local police station on the way to the public pool w only shorts, towel and flip flops.
I was so skinny that if I ever dumped it, I could barely get it back up! I learned how to ride on that thing as the only training I had was from a few rides on the trail 70. Going down large washes too fast hitting deep soft sand, eating it! Ha, wow.
I thought I was so cool and it was a blast. Can't believe those days. So care free. Those cops would chase me if they saw me riding, but I'd go over any curb and right out into the desert. They would come pounding on my door..."He has a motorcycle, riding on the highways..."
I'd swear to my parents that it wasn't true, just someone who looked like me! Ha...man.
Aeon, many thanks. It was the best of times.