BIKES gallery
Ken’s Fleet History
As with cars, I don’t recall ever NOT being fascinated
with motorcycles. There weren’t many around when I
was a kid. An uncle of our neighbor kids had a big
Harley or Indian, and I got a ride on that once. Being
a scrawny little guy, I couldn’t see around him, so it
wasn’t exactly a big adventure. Several friends had
scooters when we were in high school, but I never got
a chance to drive one. It wasn’t until I was a year out
of college, had my ‘63 Corvette coupe, but needed
more air in my hair. So in the spring of ‘66, I
purchased a 1966 Honda CB77 SuperHawk. Power
came from a 305cc engine that put out 28 hp at an
insane redline of around 9.5K rpm. It had a four-
speed transmission, drum brakes on both ends, and it
was my summer ride for two years. In the fall of ‘68 I
sold it just before purchasing a ‘68 Corvette roadster.
That was gonna be my new “air-in-the-hair” ride, so
didn’t mind parting with the bike.
Slight digression here … this bike, the CB77, was identical
to the bike Robert Pirsig rode on the road trip
documented in his best-selling book, “Zen and the Art of
Motorcycle Maintenance.” From Smithsonian Magazine:
https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smithsonian-
institution/robert-pirsig-zen-art-motorcycle-
maintenance-resonates-today-180975768/
There’s a click-to-enlarge photo of Pirsig’s bike at the end of this page.
These are NOT click-to-enlarge photos. We may add that later.
A year later, I’d parted with the Corvette, had a brief fling
with a Porsche 356C (Super 90), then acquired a ‘65 Impala
SS convertible. Once again I had the yen to have a two-
wheeled toy, which resulted in my purchase of a ‘69 Honda
CB350, similar in layout to the SuperHawk, 5-speed, and that
bike took me on my longest two wheeled adventure, a trip to
the Great Smokies, as far south as Atlanta, and back north
via Blue Ridge Parkway. Sensational! It was the summer of
Woodstock, and the summer of “Easy Rider.”
However, I happened to stop in a Honda dealer in Roanoke
VA, and laid my eyes on the first CB750 I’d ever seen. The
dealer was kind enough to let me take it for a ride. When I
got back to the UP, I went directly to our local dealer and told
him I’d take the first 750 that came into their shop.
In mid-March 1971, I took delivery of a dark green CB750K1,
with gold trim. It was a transverse 4-cyl, 750cc, 5 speed. I
made modifications to the jets and settings in the 4 carbs,
put in a less restrictive air filter, changed the gearing for a bit
more acceleration, which sacrificed a bit of top speed, but I
wasn’t going to push it on the top end anyway. Then I had it
painted silver with black striping, and replaced the four
heavy exhaust pipes with a 4-into-1 lightweight and less
restrictive system.
That bike took me on about 12K miles of adventures, mostly
in the UP and Wisconsin, and made the move with me to
Minnesota in 1978, by which time I had a young son. Figured
I wouldn’t ride much for a few years, so sold in 1980 and put
the money into finishing the downstairs of our townhouse,
intending to get something new several years later.
Over the next few years, I stopped in now & then to look at
new models. What really fired me up was the introduction of
the first Interceptor. After about a half-hour test ride in
suburban traffic, I had to face the fact that my 40 year old
bod wasn’t going to be happy on a crotch rocket at low
speeds and in traffic. so I reluctantly I dropped that idea.
In 1984, I tried out an ‘83 VT500FT Ascot at the Burnsville
Sports Center. Very attractive bike, 500cc, six speed, was
water cooled and had shaft drive. Drove it, and found the
performance surprising, so went home to think about it.
Called ‘em about a week later, and they told me it was sold …
and it was the last one they’d had. Bummer.
Couple years later, I saw an ad for a used one with only 4K
miles. Called, and it was a college kid who kept it at his
parents’ home, and needed money for school. Asked him
where he bought it. Burnsville Sports Center … last one
they’d had, same one I’d driven! him Paid what he owed …
$831, drove it home, and now have over 31K on it.
For the joyriding I do, largely in and around Sheboygan
County WI, with miles of lightly traveled roads in rolling
country split between farms and fields, with miles of twisty-
turny stuff in the Kettle Moraine State Forest to the west,
and some great rides along Lake Michigan from about Port
Washington to Two Rivers, it’s perfect as a day-tripper. I’ve
had it out on the track at Road America at least a half-dozen
times at events where you can drive your street-legal
machine on track (it’s controlled by pace cars, NOT racing,
but fast & fun).
In 2023, the bike will be 40 years old, and I’ll be 80. I’m
hoping to still be getting multiple smiles per mile on the
huge network of back roads, parks, lakeshore drives, river
valleys, and wonderful small towns that dot the landscape
where I now live.
I have the perfect bike for me, and can walk through
dealerships now without ANY desire to replace the
marvelous Ascot with something else.
As rererenced early in this page, my CB77 was identical to
Robert Pirsig’s bike in “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle
Maintenance.” Below are two photos, Pirsig’s ‘66 Super Hawk
at left and my ‘83 Ascot at right. Click either image to
enlarge for a better view. .