This is an e-mail with about 20 pics with it from my mate from Harley land , demon Drag Racer Ian Turboville .
Adventure Riders to the hilt back in the 1950s. Sunday rides were the thing for these guys. Introducing the riders here after filling up for gas somewhere near Fort Collins, CO, from left to right:
Jerry Francis, 1950 Harley 74Mike Sadusky, 1950 Harley 74Warren Weber, 1950 Harley 74Wendell Rea, 1942 Harley 45 CI. Notice the front knobby!The 1950 Harley 74 was king.Here's the 'usual group' again taking a morning break on a nice Sunday ride.One Sunday ride took 'em to the top of Mount Evans , elevation 14,264. This was back in the day before it was paved all the way to the top. It was, however, paved here if it hadn't been for the snow, and remember the FOOT CLUTCH!!! Yikes!Yet another 1952 Sunday ride ventured up Arapahoe Pass - it's near Eldora , Colorado .They headed out from Wheat Ridge which is a stone's throw from Golden, CO. They headed to Boulder , CO and followed the nice, twisty and scenic Boulder Canyon to Nederland . From there they headed through the town of Eldora and up Arapahoe pass.Now some things never change. There's always that one person in the group that either insists that they absolutely positively know where to go, or that its "not that bad". In this case, the group ended up venturing down this:Turned out that this the wrong way. The Harley guys actually let the English bike riders be guinea pigs on this part of the ride. Must've been one of those hot-headed British riding know-it-alls that suggested it in the first place...After some back tracking and de-mudding operations, they finally found the right trail and made it to the top at 11905 feet elevation. Nice day!I also think these guys could've invented the "No Fear" logo. I have fear when it associates a 750 lb hard tail with a stream crossing on a trail. These guys really deserve some respect for being able to pull this off. Or they deserve to be taken away in straight jackets, I'm not really sure.Not that they didn't dab once or twice. OK, maybe they dabbed about 100 times, but they still made it across. Now it's time to take a break and dry out.A portrait of Warren Weber 1951, just before the start of a nice ride. Notice the cool stylish apparel. Helmet? I don't need no stinking helmet! Of course, this was pre-head injury days....These guys also had a lot of fun just playin around. Imagine getting a couple feet (OR MORE!) of air on a 750 HARD-TAIL Harley! This makes the GS-jumpers look like whimps, with your fancy rear suspension and all.But the most insane member of the group in the area of piloting a Harley 74(7) through the air was a fellow named Kenny Erie. If Kenny was alive today and about 50 years younger, Im sure hed be one of the top names in freestyle!These guys weren't shy of riding on a bit of snow, either. Here's Mike Sadusky on his 50 Harley. Mike had long legs and used to drape his legs over the handle bars to stretch on those long road trips. Who needs hiway pegs?Youd think these guys would know when to stop. Apparently notGood thing Mike has those long legs...These were taken up by Mt Thorodin. Wanna park, but you're too lazy to put the side stand down? Just cram it in a snow bank and leave it. Mike and Kenny are in the process of parking.These guys were never short of play time. Once again, Mike's extra long legs save the day. Well, almost.And again...Youre not a real rider unless you can power slide .