So then, you ask, "Why name is the Good Humor Bike?" It has to do with some color combinations, which I will preface that they are colors my wife picked for this project!
This project all started with my desire to get back on two wheels after an almost 20 year hiatus from riding. I sold my last bike in mid June 2004, after a terrifying near miss with the grim reaper himself after I moved to Kansas City for work. I sold my sweet riding 1997 GSXR 600 to a coworker and decided I would cage it for as long as I lived in a major metro area. Then I met this girl, we seemed to hit it off, then wedding bells, then baby rattles, then several moves around the country for work, then purchasing my own business and now, those baby rattles are being replaced with pomp and circumstance as my kids are walking across the platform at their graduations. Maybe it's the desire to not feel like a middle age guy, maybe its knowing that my kids are at the point where they can start taking care of themselves if their old man isn't around anymore, but my desire to have two wheels under me again has been gnawing at me for quite a while.
This brought me to start looking at new bikes and slightly used bikes and for the most part, I was disappointed. Sure, those bikes have every kind of bell and whistle imaginable, but half the fun of motorcycles is working on them, and these new bikes seem to be almost plug and play, no tinkering needed. So, as any good tinker would do, I started searching for an older bike. My dad had a 81 or 82 Virago, and I thought, heck that would be cool to have the same bike as my dad! I looked for quite a while, but either found complete basket cases with no title or restored bikes for too much money. It was about that time I stumbled across a YouTube video of a guy riding a GS. I was now on the hunt for a GS.
Luck would have it that I found a gentleman on the Suzuki GS sub on Reddit that had a 1982 GS850G in his garage and he wanted it out of there. He was the second owner of it, purchasing it in 2003 from his dad, who bought it new. The downside, is it had sat for 13 years in that garage, unridden, but the price was perfect, $500, and it was only five hours of interstate away. Things worked out one weekend, when my youngest son had a robotics competition in Cedar Falls, Iowa. The bike was in Urbandale, which we would be going by on the way there and the way back. Arrangements were made and with the help of the previous owner and my son, we loaded it into the back of my truck for a snowy ride back to central Nebraska.
Loaded up in the back of the truck:
The next morning, after a five hour drive home, through some really crappy weather:
And unloaded at my shop and thawing out:
The first thing I needed to do was to access what was needed to get the bike roadworthy. The tires of course would need to be replaced, they were new in 2008. The battery was missing. She was greasy, oily and neglected. I was able to get the engine to turn over, sputter into life breifly, so that was a good sign. The tranny shifts between neutral, first and second without the bike running, so there may be some sticky clutches in her, but that will be determined later. The paintwork on the bike was a 50/50 job. It was obviously rattle canned at some point, but would look good at 50 feet away and 50 miles an hour. Owning a body shop, that would be the easiest thing for me to tackle first!
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