"Chuck! Do you want a bike?"
That's how the conversation started. The result is I have a '97 Vulcan 1500 sitting in my garage awaiting its license tags later this week.
The bike was free - yes, free. The owner, now in his mid 70's, had purchased the bike from the original owner about 13 years ago. Over the course of five years, he had put 2000 miles on it - not very many at all. Sometime in 2008, he decided to stop riding and parked the Vulcan.
He's cleaning up his affairs, downsizing. He had tried to sell the bike several years back; a neighbor kid showed up and took it for a ride. Three hours later, he returned. "I kind of put it through a fence", he confessed.
The front fender is bunged up a bit, along with a smallish dent in the tank and the right side mirror went missing. A little road rash on the highway bars and the edge of the windshield, along with some shallow chunks out of the front tire where barbed wire met rubber and rubber lost.
I was originally aghast at the idea someone would just "give" me a 91 inch Big Twin, but in its condition and time sitting, I didn't feel all that bad. I really like the guy and will do for him whatever he asks as repayment for his generosity.
So - this is the resurrection/renovation thread of the fattest, heaviest, largest displacement (and lowest cc to HP) bike I've ever had - the Fat Bastard.
So far, I've sprung for a new battery, some fuel system cleaner, and the few bucks a month for insurance. Both the original owner and the previous owner kept immaculate records, so I know exactly what's been done to the bike, right down to what is essentially a new air cleaner and sparkplugs. I have coolant and oil waiting for swap out.
In reading this site, I'm concerned about the oil pump gear - but one thing at a time. I'm treating this as a "near" antique - I had, sixteen years ago received another "free" bike and had great fun with it.
So - look to this thread for updates/insights/observations on something I never thought I'd have - a large displacement metric cruiser. Not that there's anything wrong with that - it just wasn't on my radar until someone uttered those fateful words...
"Chuck! do you want a bike?"