What's your fondest family moto-memory?

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Five2Five 2/8/2018 9:27pm
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For the past 3 years my father and I have raced a team 2 hour harescramble together, we've won twice. Always a fun time, he's 54 im 21 and he still rips! he used to race 250r three wheelers back in the day, and enduros on a 83 husky125 we still have it an i plan on getting it restored sometime.
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Five2Five 2/8/2018 9:45pm
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She sure is rough lookin, it needs a crank which has been hard to find.


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JMR1976 2/8/2018 9:56pm
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My brother lying knocked out was always a highlight in my moto memories.
Rickyisms 2/9/2018 5:33am
2/9/2018 5:33am
Winning my first championship last year.

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WCRider 2/9/2018 6:58am
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With my father, he yelled at me because I was slow. He did not believe me when I told him that I could not ride the bike anymore because i had a compartment syndrome.

I kept riding and before a big jump, I couldn't brake and i crashed very hard. After he understood.





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anniebertmojo 2/9/2018 8:13am
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There are many memories. But I remember riding on the gas tank in the desert and at Saddleback w/my dad the most. The thrill of learning about using the throttle. Looking and ahead... the sound. It was pure nirvana as a child for me

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Badd127 2/9/2018 8:22am
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I was 7 years old, my day teaching me how to ride on an 82 rm80. Him crushing my fingers with the clutch leaver. I learnt pretty quickly.Laughing
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wreckitrandy 2/9/2018 11:43am
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I never had any blood relatives involved in my racing. At age 16 I borrowed my uncle's truck, loaded up the clapped out '74 MX175, lied to my grandma and, followed a guy that I met at school to a local track. I lied to the sign up lady about my age and lined her up. Two mechanical dnf's later, the hook was set deep! The guy I followed to the track was the same deal as me, no family. He was friends with a bunch of guys that all gathered at a local body shop, {owned by a guy like us, broken home, no help,,,} after school and work. There would be 10 to 15 of us under foot all the time. All of us loved mx. Ages ranged from 14 to early 20s. The skill set ranged from stinkin' fast {the guy that owned the shop} all the way down to me. No judgement though. The mechanical aptitude ranged from excellent {again, the guy that owned the shop} to dangerous {me again}. Again, nothing but helpful. In short order, I made a pest of myself. A lot of us kept our bikes at the shop. All of us were in the way. Any of us would fight and die to this day for the 'guy that owned the shop'. This all started in 1976. Lots of races. Lots of stories. Memories that are beginning to be hard to call up. The guy that owns the shop and I married sisters. The guy that I first followed to the races and another guy from the shop were band mates for many years. We're all still best of friends. In my mind, they are my family and every moto-memory I have involves them.
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Uncle Tony 2/9/2018 11:51am
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wreckitrandy wrote:
I never had any blood relatives involved in my racing. At age 16 I borrowed my uncle's truck, loaded up the clapped out '74 MX175, lied...
I never had any blood relatives involved in my racing. At age 16 I borrowed my uncle's truck, loaded up the clapped out '74 MX175, lied to my grandma and, followed a guy that I met at school to a local track. I lied to the sign up lady about my age and lined her up. Two mechanical dnf's later, the hook was set deep! The guy I followed to the track was the same deal as me, no family. He was friends with a bunch of guys that all gathered at a local body shop, {owned by a guy like us, broken home, no help,,,} after school and work. There would be 10 to 15 of us under foot all the time. All of us loved mx. Ages ranged from 14 to early 20s. The skill set ranged from stinkin' fast {the guy that owned the shop} all the way down to me. No judgement though. The mechanical aptitude ranged from excellent {again, the guy that owned the shop} to dangerous {me again}. Again, nothing but helpful. In short order, I made a pest of myself. A lot of us kept our bikes at the shop. All of us were in the way. Any of us would fight and die to this day for the 'guy that owned the shop'. This all started in 1976. Lots of races. Lots of stories. Memories that are beginning to be hard to call up. The guy that owns the shop and I married sisters. The guy that I first followed to the races and another guy from the shop were band mates for many years. We're all still best of friends. In my mind, they are my family and every moto-memory I have involves them.
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brocster 2/9/2018 3:50pm
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My dad used to play around on bultaco’s in the early seventies when I was just a kid. Took us to the New Orleans National at a track in Waggeman, La. Shortly after my dad quit riding as my brothers and I were getting a little older. I had two uncles that started riding when my dad quit and they took me everywhere with them as my parents forbid me to have a bike.
After a little bit of college I got a job and bought a truck and a dirt bike on the same day and have been riding/racing almost every weekend for the alast 28 yrs. In the early 90’s one of my uncles that was on haiatus from riding for a bit took my mom and dad to watch me race. Wasn’t my best race but wasn’t my worst and it was the only time they have even seen me ride.
In 1994 I had a son and named him Broc and planned for him to ride mx. After countless attempts with mini’s he had no interest and chose to chase his dream as a professional BMX rider and is at the top of the game.
Fast forward to today after my dad passing away in 08. I recently rode an old Bultaco similar to what my dad rode and enjoyed every second of it. My son has picked up riding MX in the last year and has caught dirtbikeitis bad! And we have gotten to ride with my uncles (sons great uncles) a hand full of times recently. One is 63 the other is 59 and we ride with a group of about 15 strong from the same area and and age and consider each other family. Fond memories are too many to count and I hope they can keep on coming. Ride on!
dirtworldmx 2/9/2018 5:15pm
2/9/2018 5:15pm Edited Date/Time 2/9/2018 5:25pm
Too many to remember......but once at an Oak Hill Texas Series race about 1980 I wadded up in my 80 junior class and had to be transported back to the truck. My Dad was racing over 30 and his race was next...he was running top 5 and while my mother was attending to my wounds, we heard the announcers yelling that my Dad just crashed."He's down hard...he had nowhere to go". lol. My poor mother ended up driving the 5 hours back by herself, while Dad and I were laid out in the back of the van quarreling with each other and annoying my Mom. "Can you guys just shut up back there!"

Made a ton of road trips with just my mother in the 80's when I was older and it was always my duty to drive out there, and she would drive back. Never knew if I would be ambulatory afterwards!

edit: I will add that MX is the ultimate family sport, and a great way to grow up. We owned a small local shop from when I was age 2 until 12, and almost all of my memories from childhood are MX related. The 70's were great times for MX and it was affordable for everyone. Awesome era to grow up.
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TeamGreen 2/9/2018 5:21pm
2/9/2018 5:21pm
Any given Golden State Series in the ‘80s with my friends and family in the motorhome.
dirtworldmx 2/9/2018 5:34pm
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Rickyisms wrote:
Winning my first championship last year. [img]https://p.vitalmx.com/photos/forums/2018/02/09/242845/s1200_IMG_0921.jpg[/img]
Winning my first championship last year.

That's a great picture! Thread is bringing back lots of memories.....I over-achieved at an amateur national once and they pulled me into impound after the race (stock class) and I was just sitting there reflecting on what I had just accomplished and my Dad came running up and hugged me...I had never seen him so happy. Just about like your picture.
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mikec265 2/9/2018 7:16pm
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I 1 the same "memory" on my phone from last year with my son who was 3 at the time on a Kdx50 and my great nephew on a pw50. It was on the "big jump" in our field which is a 10ft tabletop.
The way those guys were smiling and laughing in thier helmets was well worth it.

I came in tired and needing a shower from driving trucks on a regular basis when they were 2 years old. The last thing I felt like doing was running in jeans and work boots with a wide open (but turned down) throttle on a leash. But when they unfold the kicker and can barely talk good enough to say "start it daddy" as soon as I get out of the semi it's time time to run on a leash. I wouldn't trade the exercise and torment for anything.

They both just turned 4 and don't understand time and the 4 seasons yet. When I am about to leave I will ask them what they want to do when I get back home in a few days. All winter long it has been the same answer "um... if the snow melts we should ride dirtbikes."

Gave him his first set of full gear 2 days ago and left for work late on his 4th birthday. He's been driving his mom nuts putting the gear on and off!
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Phantom 661 2/9/2018 7:50pm
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wreckitrandy wrote:
I never had any blood relatives involved in my racing. At age 16 I borrowed my uncle's truck, loaded up the clapped out '74 MX175, lied...
I never had any blood relatives involved in my racing. At age 16 I borrowed my uncle's truck, loaded up the clapped out '74 MX175, lied to my grandma and, followed a guy that I met at school to a local track. I lied to the sign up lady about my age and lined her up. Two mechanical dnf's later, the hook was set deep! The guy I followed to the track was the same deal as me, no family. He was friends with a bunch of guys that all gathered at a local body shop, {owned by a guy like us, broken home, no help,,,} after school and work. There would be 10 to 15 of us under foot all the time. All of us loved mx. Ages ranged from 14 to early 20s. The skill set ranged from stinkin' fast {the guy that owned the shop} all the way down to me. No judgement though. The mechanical aptitude ranged from excellent {again, the guy that owned the shop} to dangerous {me again}. Again, nothing but helpful. In short order, I made a pest of myself. A lot of us kept our bikes at the shop. All of us were in the way. Any of us would fight and die to this day for the 'guy that owned the shop'. This all started in 1976. Lots of races. Lots of stories. Memories that are beginning to be hard to call up. The guy that owns the shop and I married sisters. The guy that I first followed to the races and another guy from the shop were band mates for many years. We're all still best of friends. In my mind, they are my family and every moto-memory I have involves them.
I was reading through the great stories and new when I read the words "clapped out 74 MX175" it had to be you. Good stuff bro!
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lumpy790 2/10/2018 2:44pm
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In 1985 my father went with me to ride the 500 national at Gainsville. The only Pro race he ever went to with me.
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JAFO92 2/10/2018 2:53pm
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The first time my son and I lined up on the gate to race together.

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