As if I didn't have enough to do between helping plan a wedding, a full class load this summer, preparing for next school year, grand jury service, etc., I decided that I needed to rescue my first motorcycle from my Granddad's barn. Here she is, I plan to restore her to most of her former glory - running, everything working (lights, speedo, BRAKES), and reliable so that it can be a learner bike for my little girl (eventually). The good news - it runs. The bad news - I wouldn't even let someone I hated ride it, because nobody deserves to be killed by a Honda Trail 70.

Here she is, barn fresh and still smelling like horse crap.








First step: Clean. Second Step, dismantle carburetor. We'll go from there.

Awwh, its like a real bike but smaller ^.^

good luck bro

Loving the ape hangers for midgets!

Thanks! Wasn't sure if they were ape hangers for midgets, or cafe bars for a giant...

that's a fantastic little bike for your daughter to learn on, I'm sure she'll love it, all the more special as it was your first bike! wish I still had mine