Ohhh lookie this Diva has some Vintage wheels
It is an Indian Motorcycle 111
It is on display at the mall where my peeps walk every morning
Indian Motorcycle started in 1901. The company no long exist
too bad what a beautiful Cycle and it matches my eyes.
While you look at the close ups mom will till you a vintage tale from way back in the mid
1960's (I think dinosaurs were still roaming the earth too)
when she was a teenager. Mom her bff Ann were both
dating not my dad, guyz who drove motorcycles. Ann and mom tried every trick in the book
to get their parent's permission to ride the motorcycles with the TEENAGE guyz.
They told their parents '*everybody is doing it'!! When mom
used that * phrase, her peeps would ask..'if everybody jumped off a roof would you do that too"?
Mom's teenage guy even brought his cycle over for Mom's dad to see but still
there was no permission given.
Ann was going to the beach with my mom and her peeps for a week.
Unbeknownst to Mom and Ann, their peeps were cooking up a plan aka
going to teach them a valuable lesson.
Lo and behold the first morning they woke up they saw it sitting outside.
There were teenage squeals that raised the roof.
Mom's Dad rented a motorcycle for the entire week. Mom didn't even know her Dad knew how to drive a motorcycle. Mom's Dad told them he would take them riding every day.
He was true to his word he did. Since he liked riding the motorcycle it was
always a looooooong hot, sandy ride and of course he took one at a time so it
took a chunk out of their days of surf and sun.
By the time the week was over they were SICK and TIRED of motorcycles and
both declared the never wanted to be on a motor cycle ever again....
That was the first and last time mom was on a motorcycle too.
But seeing this gorgeous cycle brought back fond memories.
I can smell the stinky goodness of a new top being popped from the far corners of the house!!
