I started on a yam FS1E-fizzy to you lot WAAAY back in 1975.
For the life of me I can't remember the MB5-what year did you guys have them?

And smelly. :p

I'll have you know, they were the choice of young dashingly handsome bikers everywhere. You'll notice that me and Zombie both had one, which backs this theory up.


You're just jealous...  :p

That looks nice... where do you get them? Cornflake packets

Thats what mine looked like Dave, but with blackness and red wheels.  I saw one in the flesh the other day, I couldn't believe how small and poxy it was!  Mountainbike parked next to it had wider tyres!  One piece foootrests ha!

It was a beast of a motorcycle. I owned a white ones, which eventually turned metallic blue.

[img]http://www.printroom.com/_vti_bin/ViewImage.dll?userid=beatadorota&album_id=98821&image_id=56&courtesy=1[/img]


This sint mine, mine had a bikini fairing, but this is the only picture I could be bothered to find.  Awesome.

Got on my mates er50.  Brief run through the buttons, knobs and the fine art of motorcycle control.  Started it, chunked it into gear and open thorttle and released clutch in one smooth action that saw me glide away across the field.  Oh, gwan then, whacked the throttle open to the stop whilst simultaneously dumping the clutch.  Result?  No gliding but of an impressive back somersault - me backwards and bike forwards-ish.

Mate wouldn't let me go on it again and to be honest that didn't bother me one little bit.  Fecking dangerous things anyhow. Fortnight later same mate, Jay, (his dad ran the greengrocer's), crashed the thing messing about off road and ripped his gut open on the bars as he flew over them ( sudden deceleration of the bike as it hit a tree stump caused his forward motion).  Kin shame.  Never saw him again, but then other than owning a bike that he let us prat about on he didn't have going for himself anyway.  Hurt himself pretty bad though, people said bits of his intestines were still stuck to the handlebars after the ambulance took him away but then the same people said the Nick had shagged Sharon that time at the school disco but she was at home with the flu at the time so who knows.

Sixteen then, pillock, left school with no support from parents and got waste of time job in warehouse.  Boxes of film, 35 mm snapshot stuff, lug it about and pack it in bigger boxes.  Pop out with Dave the driver now and then to pick up stuff from the homeworkers.  Brave the aged slappers at the spring roll factory as they sexually harrassed me on my way back from lunch - so okay the job did have a perk or two after all.
dave was a bone idle git, good role model i thought, and liked nothing more than to slope off home whenever he got the chance.  So we're out in the van, Dave and me, kings of the road in a shagged out Cf bedford, and he deviates.  he didn't start fancying animals or anything he just left the usual route and headed to his house. Asking me if I fancied a cuppa and a butchers at his one love, naked as she was.
Kin right Dave.  Its a no brainer.  Work or skive and check out Dave's naked Lover ?- sweet.

So we got to Daves and he put the kettle on.  He ushered me toward the shed in his back garden and i thought Oh christ, what the ferk is going on here?.  My fears were allayed when he opened the shed and pointed to his naked love.  It was a KZ1000- in partial state of reassembly and my jaw bounced of the floor.
He put the key in, got it started and BLIMEY was it loud.  
I found my self confused.  We were in a shed with a big kwak howling as Dave frothed at the mouth and whacked it full open time and time again.  My ears bled, by head felt like it would explode.   That sounds KIN sweet! was all I could muster .  Dave switched it off, the memory of the roaring beast hung in my head like a night out with some old trout in a thumping nightclub, a maniacal smile filled his round face and he said "KIN sweet aint the word mate!".

After that life was series of longing gazes at bikes parked up or driving down the road.  Unnecessary visits to dealers and imagined wealth with the bike of my dreams.  I began saving, for the first time in my life, and sold the mini - piece of crap anyway.A month after the epiphany that was Dave's KZ and i had Two hundred notes bruning the proverbial in the old sky rocket.So what to buy?
A Z1000?, An RG500?  A CB750?
No, I was sixteen.
Then i saw it, black, powerful, sporty.  It had to be mine and in a week it was.  A honda MB5 had I and RD50's for breakfast did we eat.

Rode it home after the purchase, Mind how you go mate, yeah, behave yourself mate, I can handle this.  Except I couldn't, for I was a hot headed muppet and with one handful of front brake I went face first into the tarmac with rain slopping down the back of my jacket and a pain in my knee throbbing up to meet it.  The bike had nothing more than a bent footrest but a swift boot and it was straight again.

So, been biking for an hour and already decked it.  But it didn't bother me, I was hooked.
Succesions of dismal beasts followed, and a few ratty old motorbikes, but the desire to ride whatever my meager pocket could support was all that mattered.  I devoured bike magazines, sometimes I even read them first, and became the worlds biggest bore on the subject.  My eye strayed toward cruisers, trail bikes et al but always the need for a big noisy kawasaki lingered like spending your life married but fancying your wifes sister.  After a year I had prgressed to owning a three month old AR125.  Phew was i impressed. It hit 90 downhill past Capabillity Green with me stretched on the tank and seemed to have the mother of all braking sysytems.  I realise now that it had no torque and viscious uncontrollable brakes whilst weighing less than a bag of sugar - regular front and back lock-ups followed but all was well.  Well, that is until a prat truned right in front of me through a set of lights near Hatfield road.  bam, i hit his bonnnet and the bike and me flew right over his car and smacked into the road.  for me it was an undignified slide into the kurb and a brief daliance with unconsciousness but for the bike it was bang-crash-wallop sh1tstorm of thumps that broke everything off it and snapped a fork leg.

Anyhoo, years later im still at it.  Riding, getting soaked, freezing, struggling to find something to play music that I can actually hear when on a long trip, struggling to carry stuff etc etc.  i still look for excuses to take the bike though, regardless of what the world is at, and probably always will.

Motorbikes eh?  Gotta love em.

I got mine in 82 i think.

answers this post coz devilpaint has got to be older than me!!

my first bike, a field bike was a Puch Maxi
Tizwaz aug 78, i was p'd off coz we where on holiday when i became 16 and had to wait a week, i hit the road on a 75 FS1E, i stayed on it for 3 month then throw it down the road three times in one week! for some reason i bought a new KH250 in the december, and had to wait 7 months to ride it! DOH, probably my most fav bike that i've owned, i dunno it was user friendly, i love the sound of triples, and did the job....until it rained! lol

Honda cm 125 was my first bike, bought it from a guy in baildon £600 notes i paid for it in 83 black and silver it was.
however all my mates had racey type bikes and left me for dead.
So I being the fecking genius that i was back then put a set of flat track bars on it and completely arrisd up the handling several tank slappers and offs later i finally managed to set the poor bastard on fire when i knocked off the fuel pipe and the fumes ignited due to a calor gas fire in the garage up went the bike with me stood next to it.
talk about fill yer pants.

progressed on to an x7 which got various rebores, rebulids, arrisd around with home made reed valves, fecked around with porting and polishing and gave the thing a power band as narrow as a razor blade.
Put ts125 pistons in a made a monster that ate chains and sprockets .

next bike was a gs550 great fun if a bit sedate loved the 4-1 it was a marshall that rotted away to nothing, replaced it with an alfa but it never sounded the same.

Traded that against an rd 350 kenny roberts rep and i loved that bike till i seized it going up the bypass at 70 longest skidmarks i've ever seen in my life and they were just the ones in my pants.

got it rebored and then sold it back to the dealer i bought it from for a fraction of what it was worth

and that has been my chequered biking career.

done this somewhere b4, but here goes again.

1975, fizzy
followed by cb 250 g5, gt 380 suzy-devil expansion chambers loverly sound, still at the tender age of 17-1st proper bike honda cb750 k2(bored n stroked,yoshi cam,pistons,twin disc conv dresda frame mods, melba mag wheels,etc etc, gl 1000 wing, cb750 k6, gs1000, gsxr 1100, lc350, cbr6, zzr1100, vn750.
plus the odd rd 250,kh400 etc along the way.
dont get me started on the cars-sheesh.

just out of interest i counted up how many bikes i've had....26...... at least 10 never saw the road, projects, off road bikes , kids bikes
only 8 where 4 strokes, most bikes have been yamahas, i like kawasakis but i've only owned one!
my most mental bike was a X7 with le sports pipes, cut down seat, clip ons, rearrists with TS pistons.
most disliked was my first 250LC, the longest owned was a CX500, at 3 years, shortest owned was a TZR125 i had it 12hrs!

Christ its like barabus this thread!

Forgot to mention a crashed cd 200 benley that my mate dimbo ( dont ask!) turned into a cafe racer for me! Nice bike that and he made it look respectable.

you didn't buy it form a dodgy geezer in leeds did ya?
was it red an all? microns? ate sprockets and chains at the rate of about a set every 2 months?
Evil acceleration though

this was a nasty white thing, it looked really ruff, but it used to fly, it would keep up with LC's, murder to ride round town

Don't know whatcha mean?

poking about in the anuls of ukbf history i came across this so i decided to ressurect it. It's a great thread and needs continuing.

My first bike was an unrestricted moped called a Casal k190 in '78 when I was 14, I used to ride it around a car park next to my parents house. It had a roundabout in the car park and I spent ages going round it as low and fast as I could get. I fell off constantly, it was a few months before I realised that the bottom yoke pinch bolts weren't tightened up, You could twist the forks with your hands. The handling improved considerably after they were tightened up
The first bike I legally had on the road was a Yamaha Ty 50, followed by a Ts 50 er, I used to dream of Garelli Tigers and Fantic Caballeros. The fastet peds in my village were a tuned RD50, a friends AP 50 and the 5 speed Honda SS 50 of another friend. I've had shedloads of bikes since but nothing will ever match the excitement of those days.
By the way Zombie the only way an MB 5 or An MT50 would ever pass an RD 50 would be if the RD was parked. MB'S looked really nice for the time, so did CB 50's but they were dog slow and so quiet you needed to look at the rev counter to make sure they were on.

To answer the original question. It would have been 1983, when I got my MB..

[COLOR=purple]My first bike was a Yamaha 125 twin, i think it was a YAs1 - a great bike - several of my mates had them as well, and we used to ride from plymouth to Thruxton, Brands hatch etc to see theTranscontinental trophy races -U.k vs America -Our riders were unknown names like paul smart Ron Haslam, barry sheen etc - they had Mamola, Roberts etc. - ah those were he days - had about 5 bikes after that - ended up with a Honda CB 500 - 4.

my first bike was a yamaha pw80 (offroad)
didnt manage to get out on it much tho as there was no where near where i lived to use it.

That piccie of the MB5 brings back memories! I swapped the C50 I'd inherited from my mum for one as soon as possible in 1981 and to this day the smell of two stroke oil takes me right back there - wringing its neck and hugging the tank to see if you could get 35mph! And the noise when you took the baffles out...

Did anyone else take off the head and file down the bit of metal that stopped the leaf valve on the carb from opening further? That was good for an extra 3mph....

Didn't have an MB5 but had the MT5. Brill first "bike" used to even make 30mph sometimes!

Oh and please ignore the hair-cuts lol

Hi all ,
I'm new to this forum but have been riding since 1986.My first bike was an RD50 MX. I put a micron pipe and ram air kit on it ,did almost 35mph Picture is when i first bought it, please forgive my attire, i was only 16.Swapped it for a Yamaha RXS100 (second pic ).Put a set of ace bars on this one, you gotta laugh
Ah yes those were the days.....
Click to view attachment
Click to view attachment

Snap - I used to commute from Plymouth to Worthing, Then Amersham to Worthing every weekend, but after a couple of years bieng thrashed about like that, I finally wrecked the big ends & scrapped it. It was fun while it lasted though . . .

First bike was my GSX 600f teapot, got it after passing in late 2003 and I still have it.

Perhaps lady luck will shine on me and I can get something better for the summer

Oh how I laughed.

My 1st was a Puch Maxi. This would do 35, without any faffing about. I used to do allsorts of mental things with it; trials, jumps, even wheelies (you had to hold full revs, on the stand, then push it off the stand!).

Next up was a Royal Enfield Crusader Sports 250. Lovely bike, but needed almost constant rebuilding. Learnt a hell of a lot about engines from that.

Then came the 750 Bonnie. OMFG. What a beast I really knackered the engine, by getting the timing all wrong; ate a piston.

Complete change, Moto Guzzi California II. Only brand spanking new vehicle I've ever bought. Served me well too; did the trip from Minden (Germany) to Zeebrugge (Belgium?) in 4 hours. Used to get 50 to the gallon too. That went (1986), when I left the army & got married. Guzzi

The next part was a sad time of my life; NO bike

Fast forward to 2004. Triumph Trophy 900. As a 1st bike after such a long break, it wasn't an inspired choice; it was too top heavy for me. I had a couple of minor offs, then got taken out at 15mph on the M25 by someone who nver even knew I was there, & still didn't afterwards! Insurance write-off. Trophy

Replaced that with a ZZR1100 C. Now this WAS a beast. It was bloody gorgeous. OK it needed the rear linkage sorting, the fork seals went, the front discs wore out, the clutch started slipping, the ECU died, etc. It had to go
ZZR1100[URL=http://www.aqzm70.dsl.pipex.com/ZZR[/URL]

Today. B12, bought last July, crashed last August This one cost me 4 months off the road, bugger. But it's definately a better bike for my advancing years
All fixed up now, though looks a little different than it does in the pic.
Bandit

Hehe do yerself a favour, buy a new bonneville

Now you wouldn't be in the slightest way biased. Would you?

My first 2 motorised 2 wheels (cant call it a bike) was a Honda Express, i was lucky to get 28mph, but i could go a week on a fiver and it was a damn site better than walking.

Then came the Honda CB100N, blew that up. Then a 1969ish C50 that i ratted, wicked fun that was till it got pinched.

Then i descovered finance and a shiney Honda NS125F came. Passed my test and i moved on to a 1977 Yamy RD400 DX, RD350 LC, CX500 euro sport, a few more LC's.... blah blah blah... !

my clutch is broken on my yam