NOVEMBER 17, 2011 11:20AM

MOTORCYCLES AND CAFES

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The candy-apple red bike caught my eye. Thor, Sarah, and I were walking up the street through Truckee, California, to meet Garry and Linda at "Burger Me", our favorite watering hole. Although there are millions of motorcycles, and some very cool ones, I couldn't help taking a photo.  There must have been some great gathering, because everywhere I looked, groups of bikers were tooling through town.  I think they must have been lawyers and doctors dressed in headbands and leather, because the bikes were just too elegant.   I couldn't afford one, I know, so we wandered up the street and ordered a beer and a burger. 

A beauty seen on the street

Garry and Linda at "Burger Me"

Just a few blocks from my brother Tony's home in Salt Lake City, is The Blue Plate Diner, a regular breakfast stop on my migration route. This little Honda 125, totally restored was sitting in front.  A group of guys were hanging out in front and as I admired the bike, they told me its story.   They had found the bike and totally restored it as a present to the owner's daughter when she graduated from school.   I told them my brother had a Honda 50 in about 1970...a similar vintage.  Now this was a bike I could love!  I drooled over it for a minute and stepped inside for the Blue Plate Special and a cup of coffee, wondering where I might find an old beater to restore.
The little restored Honda

The Blue Plate

My friend Heather Sanchez owns "Eggs in the City", a favorite breakfast stop in Salt Lake City.  It's close to my old friend Ted Wilson's place.  Ted was mayor of Salt Lake for 3 terms, and I often meet him her for breakfast when I'm in town.  This particular morning, I sneaked over to grab an early morning breakfast and spied this little gem.  Not exactly a motorcycle, but I'd love to take it for a spin.  I tried to figure out the owner inside, since the polka dot helmet was maybe the coolest ever.  It would certainly turn my head if I saw it driving down the street.  More in my price range, too!Check out the polka-dot helmet on this classy scooter

Eggs in the City

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What a fun post! I loved the juxtaposition of the bikes and the restaurants. How fun to eat after the hors d'oeuvres out front!
Buffy, all three of those cafes have a front patio: Burger Me had wooden picnic tables and sunshades; Blue Plate an awning, and Eggs a Spanish style court. Maybe that's part of the attraction!
How cool! I love scooters - quick enough to get around town, not so much muscle as to get a person in too much trouble.
Ralph! I bet I have been in a booth at The Blue Plate at some point when you were there. Note: The word "mayor" was cut off to "may" in your reference to Ron Wilson, who did a great job.
You have inspired me; I am going to have to get some pictures of the cool bikes (motorcycle and pedal) and interesting vehicles around these parts.
Great post! Enjoy your new truck and your travels.
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Owl, you are right. I owned a motorcycle when I was young and am still alive to tell the story. They are dangerous; maybe a scooter would be better.

OnIslandTime, thanks for the correction; I'll fix it to Mayor. Yes, you should do a piece on the bikes in your neighborhood. I decided to put this together because of the photos of those three motorcycles I saw in front of cool restaurants I frequent. Now I'm going to be more observant when I travel and dine out!
We have similar weaknesses. I simply gave my 1965 Honda 160--another old classic you may remember--to a friend who restores in return for his promise to restore it. He loaded it up out of the barn at the family farm and did just that. It was worth it just to see it mint again.
I had a Yamaha 250 Enduro in 1972. The new bikes are awesome, but I'd really like to restore an old one. I'll search around!
Wow, seeing that old Honda brought back memories. When I was a kid a friend of mine invited me up to his dad's mountain cabin and we spent the weekend riding bikes like that one through the woods. They may have been a little newer, but not much.

Loved the matching helmet on the little Vespa. Great pic.
No better way to spend a day. Great post!
Never owned a Honda (although I've ridden a few). Suzuki, Yamaha, Triumphs and now a Kaw, yeah.

They did a real nice job on the 125. But I'm not sure how much safer a scooter is: Sometimes you need grunt to get out of a tough situation.

Fun places to stop for a bite. We're on a fairly well-travelled biking route here, and the local eateries go out of their way to be welcoming, as is obviously the case in Truckee.
Smithery, The helmet makes it a wardrobe!

Raymond, I agree!

Boanerges, I've never had a Honda, either. Two generators and a power washer. But my brother's Honda 90 was a load of fun!

Those little scooters are fine in town, but I don't think they go fast enough for most roads. I'd get killed even downtown here in Anchorage.
what was the last one? it has the look of a Vespa but not quite.....
What a fun post! The photos are great, I love the scooter and the polka dot helmet
r
Roberto, it is a Vespa LX 150 i.e. You can see the Logo on the back fender if you double-click on the photo. It's a beauty!

Poppi, I rented a Vespa when I was 16. I still remember how much fun it was running around town.
Well, you knew this one would attract my attention, didn't you? Blue Plate and classic Honda 125's? I've seen Eggs in the City but haven't been there. Next trip (was just in SLC last weekend).

BTW, best cup of coffee in town is at The Coffee Garden at 9th and 9th.
Major Mojo, I know 9th and 9th well, but I've never been to The Coffee Garden. It's on my list for a visit. Yes, I did think of you when I wrote this, hoping you were on the open road.
In my (ahem) younger days, about 1963, I had a big ol’ Norton 500 twin with bicycle handlebars. It was only dated as a “wartime” bike - no year - but it must have been built between 1939 and 1945.

Went to many a peace march/rally/camp out/whatever on that ol’ bike. I always had to carry a few chain links and tools - it broke chains four or five times a day. Threw oil too! No problem, I just wore high rubber boots and carried a gallon jug of re-refined oil along.

With my gallon of oil & my gallon of gas, (hung like saddle-bags) and my wife on the back, I felt like I was King of The World. Hell, never mind “felt like” - I WAS King of The World!!

Glorious days!! The Flower Children ruled!
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Oh yeah....... a dime bag of Acapulco Gold in the jeans helped a lot too....
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Skypixieo, What a story! In those days, I remember many of the "big guys' in the neighborhood owning Triumph "Bonneville" bikes. Every now and then I got a ride. I had a Jeep, which probably saved me from a life of Acapulco Gold .