I wish I could say I always loved the GoldWing, but I didn't even really know what one looked like at the time I bought my first. The tranny had blown in my Yamaha and I needed another bike. I was watching the paper as there was no interwebz, and one day my friend showed me a listing in the paper "a GoldWing!?! I said? All I really noticed in the ad was 1000cc's. The guy didn't want me coming to his home to look at it(yeah, I know why now), so we met at a local shopping plaza. There she was, a 1975 GL1000 Candy Apple Red...and I was thoroughly nonplussed. I guess I wasn't clear when I said I didn't know what a GoldWing looked like, I meant an "OLD" GoldWing. This Standard with it's old fashioned black bulbus mufflers, bench seat, and wire spoke rims was not what I was expecting. "Where's all the stuff?" I asked myself. However the bike was clean, and big, and that's what I wanted because I just couldn't find my first choice a BSA 650 like my dad's. She started right up and purred. After riding her around the lot testing stuff I bought her. Still didn't love her on the ride home, the purchase was made on the other side of the Vegas Valley so we took the freeway. I wasn't ready for the size of the bike on a freeway, I was used to a Yamaha 750 but I white knuckled her home.
It was dusk by the time I got home, and THAT is when it happened. The fluorescent light in the carport came on as I was getting off the bike...Hmmm. In this light she looks different. Those chrome things on the mufflers kinda catch the light, the seat is in perfect condition, and I'll be damned if those aluminum spoke rims don't look brand new. Wow...four carbs, those runner things are cool, and look how the engine just kinda spills out on both sides. I could put highway pegs on those crash bar things, and get some leather saddlebags, OH! one of those big windshields too!
I added all of those things but there was no happy ending, I soon found out the battery problem was a bad stator, and I had bought her that way, but story gets even worse. The mechanic at the shop I took it to told me it wasn't worth $100, but since he could use some of the parts he'd give me $200...yeah...
Anyway! the above mentioned ass raping is what brought me here. Ten years later I knew if I could just find the information now that computers were commonplace, I could fix anything on another GoldWing. The day I bought old girlfriend I join a forum that brought me here and rest is history...only this time, there was a happy ending. Did I mention I love GoldWings?
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It was dusk by the time I got home, and THAT is when it happened. The fluorescent light in the carport came on as I was getting off the bike...Hmmm. In this light she looks different. Those chrome things on the mufflers kinda catch the light, the seat is in perfect condition, and I'll be damned if those aluminum spoke rims don't look brand new. Wow...four carbs, those runner things are cool, and look how the engine just kinda spills out on both sides. I could put highway pegs on those crash bar things, and get some leather saddlebags, OH! one of those big windshields too!
I added all of those things but there was no happy ending, I soon found out the battery problem was a bad stator, and I had bought her that way, but story gets even worse. The mechanic at the shop I took it to told me it wasn't worth $100, but since he could use some of the parts he'd give me $200...yeah...
Anyway! the above mentioned ass raping is what brought me here. Ten years later I knew if I could just find the information now that computers were commonplace, I could fix anything on another GoldWing. The day I bought old girlfriend I join a forum that brought me here and rest is history...only this time, there was a happy ending. Did I mention I love GoldWings?
~O~