Imagine a bike like that old Indian on wide open Western roads almost a century ago.
When cars and trucks were mostly Model T’s. It must have been a rare experience.
A co-worker of mine’s father was a New Mexico State Policeman in the 30’s (he’d been a bar tender, but disliked drunks, joined the force and turned in all the bootlegger suppliers he knew). He covered about 1500 square miles on 30’s New Mexico roads on a Harley, and was issued a Winchester 1895 carbine in .30-06 and a S&W M&P .38.
Lawmen like this were common in NM up to the 70’s. Tomas Herrera was a Bernallilo County Deputy from 1943 to 1973. His duty area was from about where I-25 would be to the eastern line of BC, a couple miles east of me. He was the only Deputy... and nobody messed with him.
Like in The Sons of Katie Elder.
I bet Mrs McGee much like Mrs War really wants you in a motorcycle..lol
Beautiful machines....I like the vintage.....my uncle rode dressed Indians in fifties
I had my day....cafe bikes...surgeries and aftereffects to prove
Kenny Roberts truly was KING