The best Harley that wasn’t, and the beginning of the end.
After I sold my long term Harley XLCR, I was without a bike of any kind for several years. As I approached my first retirement in 2006, I started thinking that I might want to get another motorcycle.
I had been a Harley fan for a long time, but I had seen how the Japanese manufacturers had really gotten serious about building their own V Twin powered cruisers. Their early efforts were kind of amateurish; while the bikes were V Twin powered, they definitely wouldn’t be mistaken for something that came from Milwaukee!
Honda had an early entry in their initial Shadow models. By the re-design of the second series it looked an awful lot like a Harley Wide Glide. This was also a big bike with a “Fat Bob” like fuel tank, an extended wheelbase, and forward foot controls. It also had an impressive set of “shotgun” pipes on the right side. This was a nod to an old school chopper tradition.
Shadows are quite a bit cheaper than any HD, and it would be a lot easier for me to afford one.
I was seriously curious about how good these bikes could be. This was a water cooled, shaft driven bike that required a minimum of maintenance.
Could I do something with this bike that would make it look even more like an HD? I decided to find out.
I found my bike out in Stockton.
I was impressed by the design. It was long, low, and comfortable. It came with forward pegs that were much better than those on my earlier FLH. The tank was nicely shaped and held four gallons of fuel. I will go on record saying that the 1100 was the best styled cruiser that Honda had ever built.
Mine had been repainted a nice orange color without any tank emblems. I added a set of “ape hanger” handlebars. Then I attached a set of HD black leather saddlebags to the fender struts and removed the sissy bar. At the same time I added HD turn signals that I moved forward to behind the rear shock absorber mounts. I decided to run it with only the solo seat. I have always wanted a flame style paint job and found a very convincing set of decals that I could apply to the gas tank sides.
I thought that the bike looked pretty legit. It was a very comfortable and powerful road machine. Unfortunately, I never took any photos of the final product.
Was I uncomfortable or embarrassed because I was riding a “fake” Harley? No, I had been riding HDs for over twenty five years and didn’t care what anybody might think. I rode the bike for general use, like errands and work.
I only took one long ride with it. I called up my buddy Rick and we made the traditional run up to Mendocino. This had been a yearly ritual for so long. It had always been a reaffirmation of my love for motorcycling. I used to look forward to the beginning of the riding season. However…
Something had changed. It just didn’t feel the same. I had gotten away from these types of day long rides. It had been years since I had done this regularly. During my long ownership of my Sportster, I had continued to ride the bike around town, but I stopped going on long rides.
One day I took the Shadow out for a ride, and I asked myself, why? I just didn’t enjoy it, so what was the point?
I put the Shadow up for sale without any regrets. I had been riding motorcycles since I was fifteen and a half years old. Ever since I was old enough to get my permit. Motorcycling had given me a lot of freedom and enjoyment over the years, but I guess that like many things, it had run its course. It had been a 35-year run.
Health concerns had become a real consideration. I had experienced a couple of serious episodes of back injuries and it took longer and longer to recover after a relapse. I could imagine that being knocked off my bike by a car might land me in a wheelchair. I wasn’t going to take that chance. I want to stress that my back injuries were work-related, and had nothing to do with my motorcycle riding.
When I sold my Sportster, my older brother told me it was like Fonzi had sold his motorcycle! My folks and family found it hard to believe that I would ever quit riding. I did quit, but I still found it hard to completely cut the tie.
So, I considered a compromise, maybe I could build and own a bike, even if I wasn’t planning to ride it very much. That’s what the guys that are involved with antique motorcycles usually do.
Again I turn my consideration to a Japanese model. I had been impressed by the Yamaha/Star 1100 V Twin. Star’s latest V Twin bikes were really impressive, not so much Harley imitators, but Harley contemporaries. Just like back in the old days of Indian, Excelsiors, Cyclones, and Flying Merkels.
I found a Yamaha Virago forum and followed what other Yamaha fans were doing. I wanted something affordable, so I settled for an old Virago 750.
My plan was to do something similar to what I’d done with my Shadow. My first effort was to simplify the bike. I wanted to replace the stock headlamp, but I found there were a lot of electrical components and connections housed inside. I removed the seat to shorten the seat and fender mounts, then attaching the fender to the triangular swing arm. This would give it the appearance of having a rigid frame. Wow! Was there a lot of electrical stuff under the seat! Obviously the wiring harness would have to be pared back.
There were some revised wiring diagrams posted on the forum, but there was a bigger problem. The starter system had a bad relay and ring gear on the flywheel and wouldn’t reliably engage and start the engine. Replacing these parts was inordinately expensive, and the bike didn’t have a kick starter as an alternative. It wasn’t going to be worth fixing. So I quit, and sold the bike for parts.
I often feel tempted to start over again with another bike, most likely an old Iron Head Sportster. I am very familiar with them. They are simple and can run with few electrical components, and those that are necessary can be hidden pretty easily. But I wonder if I would have any enthusiasm for the project. Especially with the consideration that I wouldn’t be riding it much, if at all. Probably not.
But I’m not ready to write off that possibility!
As a consolation, I could always immerse myself completely in my hobby car milieu. Sounds like a plan!
It is so true that life changes as we go through it, and things that were so important to us in an earlier stage are much less so as we get older. I guess the secret is to follow the things that appeal to us now, and you seem to have found a new path to follow for a hobby vehicle.
Good gracious! The style of the outlet seal in the first image is more than close to the NPD party flag. Which is the “National Democratic Party of Germany” (Nationaldemokratische Partei Deutschlands). The contemporary Nazi-party in Germany.
Did they know what they do ?
“Did they know what they do ?”
Doubtful-
Americans are not familiar with the major German Party flags, much less the flags of the smaller parties. Here in America, Nazis are associated with the Swastika.
It’s not unusual for one to tire of riding, if it’s not fun anymore, don’t do it .
The various mods you made to the bikes over the years are interesting .
If you really get the itch there are always smaller and lighter bikes to ride .
After 50 + years I still enjoy riding but like you not the day long and out of state trips I loved so much when younger and not in pain .
One of the important things is foot / hand placement, putting your feet forward and / or using ape hangers pretty much guarantees back pain even if you don’t have injuries or simply age to dead with .
Might be time to buy a Hot Rod or roadster…..
-Nate
I am in the process of wrapping up 50 years of motorcycle ownership this Spring. One bike is gone (no regrets); the other which I bought new 25 years ago this month, will probably be gone soon. No health issues, I just realized that there was no purpose or enjoyment anymore. The thrill of dragging pegs and fast acceleration? Gone. The freedom of hopping on the bike and just going somewhere? I’d rather have the companionship of my wife and dog, and the comforts of our camper. Need to run a quick errand? I’ll hop on my bicycle or just walk. I do like the technology and style … if I had the right kind of man cave I’d polish up the bike and put it on display. But I don’t, and in any case it really deserves to be owned by someone who will ride it.
A good start to the final chapter, I’ve never ridden one of the big twin Japanese bikes but know a couple of guys who have them and they seem to like them OK.
I’ve got 30 years of bike riding, and still love it. Now I have back and other joint problems which disqualify a lot of bikes. Cruisers too much pressure on lower back and not enough suspension travel, sportbikes too much weight on wrists and too deep a knee bend.
I really like my Kawi Versys 650. Although it is an ugly machine the ergonomics work well for me: knee angle around 90 degrees with my feet below me so I can take my weight off the seat for bumps. Low bars and straight spine.
https://www.curbsideclassic.com/uncategorized/boal-2009-kawasaki-versys-ugly-is-as-ugly-does/
I stopped riding a while ago – agreement with my spouse (who also used to ride) after having a child to be more sensible and safe. So now I daily drive a 53 year old VW and ride some pretty technical trails on my mountain bike – not much safer really!
She has expressed interest in getting a bike again, so you never know.
If I did it would not be a modern sports bike – done my track time and loved it, but the 200hp liter bikes of today would be way too much. Something technically interesting (Bimota Tesi anyone?) or classic, such as a Benelli Sei, or just a bar hopper/bobber style machine like my old Sportsters or maybe a Royal Enfield of which I have great memories…
Now I’ve started dreaming about bikes again, aargh!
I never got the cruiser bug while riding but I think I get it, it’s sort of the ’64 Impala of the motorcycle world. Style, looks, endless customization, effortless cruising etc. Not my bag but I can appreciate that there’s something for everyone and be happy for them.
After I gave up my KLR (which I figure was a high note of my four motorcycles despite being probably the slowest but by far the most comfortable, and surprisingly fun), I’ve considered going back a few times but it’s not going to happen for various reasons, the main one being cars on the road.
DougD though a couple of years ago turned me on to the excellent Daily Rider series (and longer specials by Revzilla) that I’ve come to absolutely adore on YouTube, I completely get my two-wheel fix by watching and listening to the half-hour long or so reviews-while-riding everything imaginable (and then some) on a daily “commute” in the L.A. harbor area. Actually it makes me want to move back there along with riding a motorcycle which is all quickly dispelled by figuring out the exact locations and then looking up the typical home values even for a significantly downsized lifestyle….but I’ve come to realize that riding along with Zak and sometimes Ari is perfection for me. Zero cost, zero danger, more comfort sitting in my own chair, and if I want wind in my hair I can just turn on a fan in front of me with no danger of bugs in the teeth.
So… You’re not going to pick up a couple of vintage dual sport bikes so we can do a crossing of Wyoming?
Well…that’s different, there are approximately zero people in Wyoming so it’s safe and I’d do it with you. But you have to do all the carrying 🙂
This would have been a good start…
https://www.curbsideclassic.com/blog/two-wheelers/curbside-recycling-1973-honda-xl175-a-perfect-project-if-you-need-to-self-isolate/
At the age of 15 my first and only focus was on cars. OTOH, my younger brother, who is 22 months behind me, was focused on motorcycles. First dirt bikes around the local hills in San Diego and there were a lot back then but not now. Before he joined the Navy he had gotten a Honda CB550. I had no license for bikes but rode it once or twice. Around Pacific Beach was not a problem. However, when I went on the freeway I couldn’t get over the nagging fear that I could lose my legs to one of the steel monsters around me. That was the last time I rode a bike.
Fast forward today and I have 11 cars while my brother has at least 20 motorcycles plus some old F-1 Fords. I once had a patient who had a prosthetic leg and I asked what the circumstances were. He told me he lost it in a motorcycle accident. See, I’ll stick with my cars. One day I’ll have to see what you got.
Remember the “you meet the nicest people on a Honda” ads from the 1960s – no helmets, comfortable street clothes, and no need for even a motorcycle license in many locales. Such days are long gone, and the apparent rising awareness of the risks, rising age of the population, and the related need/desire to be protected with safety gear (leathers, body armor, full-face helmet, steel toe boots, etc.) certainly takes away a lot of the “wind in the face” thrill and convenience of hoping on a motorcycle for some errand running or a quick spin around town. Throw in the need for a special license, expensive insurance, and increasing vandalism/theft risk, and motorcycles make a whole lot less sense to more people today than ever, but perhaps the biggest problem facing the motorcycle industry are electric bicycles that can much more cheaply and easily serve the local errand running and commuting needs versus motorcycles. Just like the old Honda ads, even a fat guy can cruise at 30 mph with an electric bike with minimal effort (but perhaps with some subconscious feeling that they are even getting a little exercise) – at least until the regulators and insurance industry put a damper on this electric transport alternative.
I remember reading in Cycle World that the Honda Shadow ACE had higher US content than a Harley-Davidson Low Rider at one point. Something to do with Harley sourcing cast wheels in Australia instead of the US since both bikes had Showa suspension.
I understand giving up the bike, most of my friends are in their late 50s and sold their bikes over the last 10-15 years, except one friend who recently bought one after a long period without a bike. After a stroke this winter my wife is pushing me to quit, but I have only agreed to wait until after my September neurologist appointment. I haven’t done a long trip in over a decade but I still like to ride around on the BMW that I have had since 1990. I even bought a new pair of boots at Goodwill dirt cheap.
I really thought this year was going to be it for me and bikes. Then I got the bike out of winter storage and started riding. Oops.
I want one more run up to Road America for the MotoAmerica bike races in June, and I’ll see how I feel about it after that.
Still love riding; still hate most automobile drivers. ATGATT!
A nice read Jose. At 58 after a looking after my wife’s motorcycles for 30 years I finally decided to get my license. We will see how it goes.
I’m getting my license soon too, appropriately enough buying a Honda Shadow vlx600 from my buddy who’s been trying to get me to ride for years.
The only VT from the 80s that I considered and that I had was the VT500 Ascot for it’s dirt tracker look instead of the godzilla chopper look . At that time Honda gave you value for your money like shaft-drive and hydrolic valve for the 750 Shadow . If you liked the chopper look true that Honda succeeded better than Kawa with its horrible 750 Vulcan or than Suzuki with its awful v4 Madura. Later Suzuki with its 750 & 1400 intruders succeeded better in their design but again I preferred the vx800 that I owned later with its euro look .
I totally get what you (and others above) say. Every time I happen to walk or drive by a bike dealership I get the urge to get in and come out with a good used bike which here (Austria) would not ruin me financially. But then I also note who I’ll need to share the road with and remember that at 63 any mishap is likely to end with broken bones, so no.
I think I’ll leave the risk-taking to driving a 60 years old car with no passive safety features whatever:)
I once tried to kick a skip wagon out of the way and it didn’t end well. Decided I was too much of a lunatic as a teenager, so moved onto cars.
Every time I got the bug back, it seemed a biker that I knew had a major RTA and it put me off again – it was rather macabre.
So I had a lot of enjoyment hooning around in roadsters – I jokingly call my S2000 a CB2000…
It seems strange to me, but recently the idea of going out for a totally pointless drive now seems totally pointless to me and I’d rather go for a walk with the dawg instead.
Road conditions have changed as much as I have, or more probably and it’s just not the same somehow.
I cannot quite bring myself to part with the 1:1 diecast models occupying my garage just yet. The NSX has become too much of an investment/museum piece for me to be comfortable using it like I stole it and I dislike thinking that way. It’s only a car…
Being honest with myself, I realize that motorcycle riding filled a variety of different needs in the past. Besides transportation, fun, the enjoyment of visiting places that I’d read and heard about, and developing a specialized image of who I was, it also filled up a lot of empty time. Just last week I repeated the solo, day long drive along the coast to Mendocino in my Riviera. It was a nice drive, the weather was beautiful, as were the views. Nowadays, I would have preferred to spend the night and drive back the next day.
The cost benefit equation for riding, quit making sense years ago. As I mentioned, I’ve had serious back issues for twenty five years, with a couple of re-occurrences. I’m not worried about going down as a result of my riding decisions. it’s getting hit by an inattentive driver that worrys me.
If I’m lucky, I’ve got 15-20 years left, I’d like to remain as ambulatory as possible for as long as I can. I had a lot of fun for over 35 years on two wheels, but I really don’t miss it anymore.
After 72 various bikes (including 5 H-Ds) since 1964 I still want to ride, but with a bad left hip replacement and a pinched nerve in my lower spine……….my rides-sadly-are now short ones. 🙁 Still when the stars align and blue skies reign I do try to get out for some riding. I still find some better than NONE!! 🙂 DFO
Gosh folks – enough with the aches, pains, fears and giving in to life’s unrelenting challenges of “what if?”. What you are deciding here is that your old and electing to begin living like you are. Good luck with that life perspective. Me? I’m 67, and after a professional career, am enjoying work that I did in my first job out of highschool, am buying another motorcycle, and look forward to whatever adventures I can find or come my way. Rust out or wear out is a choice, you know.