• Hi everyone,

    As you all know, Coffee (Dean) passed away a couple of years ago. I am Dean's ex-wife's husband and happen to have spent my career in tech. Over the years, I occasionally helped Dean with various tech issues.

    When he passed, I worked with his kids to gather the necessary credentials to keep this site running. Since then (and for however long they worked with Coffee), Woodschick and Dirtdame have been maintaining the site and covering the costs. Without their hard work and financial support, CafeHusky would have been lost.

    Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve been working to migrate the site to a free cloud compute instance so that Woodschick and Dirtdame no longer have to fund it. At the same time, I’ve updated the site to a current version of XenForo (the discussion software it runs on). The previous version was outdated and no longer supported.

    Unfortunately, the new software version doesn’t support importing the old site’s styles, so for now, you’ll see the XenForo default style. This may change over time.

    Coffee didn’t document the work he did on the site, so I’ve been digging through the old setup to understand how everything was running. There may still be things I’ve missed. One known issue is that email functionality is not yet working on the new site, but I hope to resolve this over time.

    Thanks for your patience and support!

Anybody remember when ?

OlderHuskyRider said:
I remember when I use to set my ignition timing with a piece of cigarette pack cellophane, put it in between the closed points, then rotate the crankshaft while gentlly pulling on the cellophane, and when the timing marks crossed, thats when the cellophane would pull out from in between the points.
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Yea man, my first "real" dirt bike a new 1972 yamaha DT2 MX. That is exactly how I learned to set the timing. Worked like a charm. Would advance or retard according to conditions. Ahh those WERE the days!
 
WVdag said:
Yea man, my first "real" dirt bike a new 1972 yamaha DT2 MX. That is exactly how I learned to set the timing. Worked like a charm. Would advance or retard according to conditions. Ahh those WERE the days!
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I had a 73 yamaha DT2(?) 125 ... No points!

And it was a enduro bike ... Enduro meaning it could be ridden on the streets and dirt trails.
 
My parents took me to San Diego Yamaha and purchased a brand-spankin' new GT80. It came with a seat that opened up and, underneath, was a small tool kit. The bike looked kind of like this one.

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A few years later, Grandpa picked up a YZ80 for me - just like the one below. It came w/nothing, however. But, it was pretty fast.20090808-1748349-1975-Yamaha-YZ80.jpg


And, later still, Pops went out and sank money into a 1980 KX105 for me. Far and away the fastest thing I had ever had.

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The evolution is amazing, ain't it? Look at just how far bikes have come in a relatively short period of time.
 
When I was 11 going on 12, this was waiting for me in my uncle's garage. I thought we were just going to load up his Husky, since we were going riding the next morning. Turns out we were all going riding. And yes, it was going to happen on Sunday...1978_RM80_Aus_250.jpg
 
K5PL5 said:
I can remember being a little kid and watching all you guys/girls with motorcycles and wishing I had one! :(
I had to settle for riding over a soda can with my BMX and making the motorcycle noise as the can rubbed on my rear tire.
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That's pretty funny :cheers:
 
I remember praying that the bike didn't kickback and break my darn shin! I also remember pulling lot's of bikes and ATV's with the tractor to get them started in the winter. You only wore helmet's when you did something dangerous, like try and hold a can of Ether (starting fluid) up to the air cleaner while riding. :eek:

Jeff Ward was so big he took up two pages in Dirt Wheels.
 
I also remember a time when kids wanted to ride for the sake of riding. They did not ride because their dads had delusions of them being the next super star rider and forcing them to ride. They simply rode because of the love of it. My dad was always an A rider in the ECEA even until shortly before he passed in 2006, and he never made us feel like we had to ride. To me this goes along with the sports dads and moms who try and live through their kids these days. Time were simpler with out a doubt, growing up in Monmouth County New Jersey for me.
 
I really miss the days of the family n friends trail ride. One of the adults led and kept a slow enough pace to make sure the rest could easily follow while holding up fingers to oncoming traffic for the number of followers. Sometimes the group was so big they needed to take both hands off the bars to show enough fingers.

The kids or novice riders were spread through the lineup mixed with other good riders so nobody got lost, a problematic bike could be restarted after a spill, and show the newbies and youngins the best line on the trail. The sweep rider was another adult who made sure everybody made it from here to there and back and knew the planned route.

The inspiration for us kids was to be good enough and know the trails well enough to lead or sweep. We weren't nearly as concerned with looking like a superstar and aspiring to do Superman Seat grabs as we were with just getting a little better with each ride. I didn't realize just how much I learned by following somebody better than me because I was just having so much fun.
 
I remember when Husqvarna's were built in Sweden (don't we all) and I wanted a Husky 510 4 stroke more then any other bike. Even though it still had twin shocks compared to the Japanese Uni/Full/Pro/Mono singles. I finally got me a Husky 510, but it doesn't have the beautiful twin shock rear. :doh:
 
Remember when water cooling was just for motocross bikes and enduro and desert guys laughed at those flimsy radiators?
 
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