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Hi , welcome to my website. If you
navigated here by mistake whilst trying to find marital aids, look no further,
this bike makes the ladies go weak at the knees (vibration is a bu**er with
these old 2-strokes). If you haven't navigated here by mistake,
you're either interested in motorcycles or don't get out much. Either way, I
like you already and am prepared to patronise you if it means more hits on my
site. Before we start, I think a little explanation is in order.
I've never restored anything before. The restoration of my cycle and
subsequently this web-site chronicling it came about to satisfy a growing need
for a mid-life crisis. I have friends who constantly rattle on about these
crises and I think I've been more than patient. I promised myself that when it
came, I'd make sure it got my full attention. Not for me the sportier new car,
sportier new girl-friend etc. these were (and I flatter myself here) too easy
to attain. No, what was needed was a full-on solution. A motorcycle...
Preferably loud, fast and capable of stimulating my dormant adrenaline glands
and inciting my down-trodden libido to riot. The solution came about
by accident. I was at a Farm sale (admiring agricultural machinery and
pondering why anyone would want to plough things all day and then eat rough
hewn bread without washing first) when I spied a cycle-shaped canvas in the
corner of one of the barns. A quick peek confirmed that providence had indeed
taken a hand. Underneath was a rusty, broken down frame straining to hold aloft
what looked a bit like a giant GT185 engine (a motorcycle I had admired as a
surly youth). A quick recce on the old net convinced me that I had found a
Suzuki GT500 even though some things didn't add up. I returned rather smartish
and £200 and a pig secured the motorbike from a chap who obviously
couldn't believe his luck and needed the space for another ploughing thing type
thing. As it turned out, what I had actually brought was a 1972 Suzuki
T500J with matching frame and engine numbers. The motorcycling equivalent of
flared trousers and wide lapels. The bike had been stripped down, re-fitted
with a GT500 tank (presumably to increase its range), drilled hubs (presumably
to increase the brake cooling) and just about every cosmetic and mechanical
part from a range of '70s motorcycles (presumably as the previous owner was a
thief of some renown). After speaking with many veteran T500 owners who warned
about the high cost of restoration, scarcity of parts, lack of financial return
and the risk of rashes from oil and degreasers, I wisely decided to go ahead
anyway. Best thing I ever did. Now after eighteen months of sweat,
more money than I dare tell the wife, a healthy rating on Evilbay and a growing
reputation as a recluse to defend, its finally finished. Restored as closely as
I can determine from the magazine pictures and articles I found on the net.
Doubtless I've got some things wrong and those more informed than I in these
things will point out parts that don't look right. That is fair enough, but
there comes a time when you just gotta stop....and ride the damn thing.
Feel free to email me -I cant
promise to respond as I only check for mail infrequently
Enjoy............. Mark Fortune..............June 2005 |