The Native Iowan

Winter settling in on us here in Queensland. I am waiting to see what will happen with the sale of ICE. All a bit confused right now. So rather than sit n be bored… I start a new project…

The X75 Hurricane is my life-long favourite vroom machine… I vividly remember seeing one in 1972, and my life changed forever. I was in love. I was besotted. I was irrevocably changed… Then, I never saw another one for decades. I recall seeing 2 different bikes in 2 different bike museums. I was always reading articles and checking out what these were selling for. My buddy, Noel, had a picture of one on the wall in his office at Liapari. I never touched one… Not until I bought this in 2013.

The X75 is a true “Eleanor”.

An Eleanor is something that is rarer than a unicorn.

So I start a dismantle and polish project on my X75… 

First step was to figure out how to get those lovely, lovely pipes off …

Took a couple hours but got it figger’d out, eventually… Needed two reference manuals to make it happen… and an assistant…

Of course I could not have done it all, as quickly as I did, without the help of my 14th grandbabby, Ms Ed.

Ed likes sitting on my mats…

She went home to her mama smelling like old gasoline and WD 40… What can we exepct from a 1yr old who is raised in a shed full of vintage vroom machines and imperial tools – and a crazy grandaddy? All the signs of a misspent youth, by the age of 3? One can hope.

And life is guud…