Bikes for Rascals Addicted to Trouble


Saturday, May 28, 2011

Yamaha V-Star Custom


Japan/USA - motorcycle - 650cc

I'm very partial to air-cooled engines: generally tougher than nails and leaner in looks they just suit my aesthetic sensibilities better. My current favorite in the Yamaha line up is a very curvy number called the V-Star Custom which comes in all black and has the bare minimum in bells & whistles, and all for under $7k. Admittedly it's only a 650cc but if you're not size-ist and when it's delivered by a refined Japanese powerplant it's very often all you need for most applications. It has nice hardtail looks with softail comfort, a decent saddle for two-up and a neuvo-retro headlamp that I kinda like. I would probably stick a pair of 16" apes on it (or a drag bar) and pop out the muffler end cones before I rolled it off the factory floor but that done I reckon you'd have a mean dependable chop that'd garner envious looks and get you around in style. Having ironbutted this fair land of ours and visited almost every state in the saddle, I can tell you that rock-solid dependability is my mantra. This bike delivers that and enough cool factor to earn you street cred too.

Friday, May 27, 2011

Sportster Forty-Eight

USA – motorcycle – 1200cc

Harley Davidson is now thinking! I just viewed the HD website – something I haven’t done in a while – and I was impressed. The new lineup of Sportsters is rocking! Finally HD have broken away from the same old predictable models and taken cues from our nation’s great custom builders to construct radical rides that are actually handsome and will appeal to a broader range of young up-and-coming bikers. An applause is due for the design team and financial facilitators at HD. My personal favorite is the Forty-Eight. This is a gorgeous piece of mechanical ass that makes my heart melt and actually caused me to question my longstanding adoration for the Yamaha V-Max – not that they can be compared for any other reason than they both have 2 wheels – but because gazing on the Forty-Eight made me rethink my riding motives; rocket-ship-straight-lining versus cool-hooligan-rampaging. I love it. It is now my new pinup. I gaze at her and daydream, and suspect she’ll soon be my new mistress for romping getaways while all my other girls sit patiently, forlornly, in the garage.