Coming home from the golf course Sunday with the clubs on my back, I whipped around the corner and nearly had to book a chiropractor appointment because I had to snap my neck around to get a better look at the 82 (?) 1000 Katana stopped at the curb. Wanted to make sure he was ok. He figured out I was waiting for him and rolled up to me. Got chatting a bit, and he was just getting ready to head out on a Rockies trip with his brother and nephew. HE was not a GSRer, but I've pointed Chris this way. His is a nice example, but he was looking for stock pipes...
Then last night, rolling after getting pictures for the riding game, I saw this:


Turns out it had been ridden out from Ontario 2 1/2 years ago by the current owner's brother in law, and he left it with him. I don't think I would have wanted to ride it back either. At least he had highway pegs on it:

Pointed him this way as well.








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