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Special
Christmas Issue
Giant Pullout
David Mann Poster!
plus 32-page
Gift Catalog!
Sturgis Women
And The Mystery
Magazine
"Indestructible"
Harley Rendezvous
Reigns In New York
DAVIDSON
German
Fox Hunt
Winner Makes
The Cover
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NUMBER 186
Bike Features
Sammy's sleek white Sporty is
built for the asphalt
quarter-mile
This custom Evo proves anything
is possible with bucks and the
right connections
After a lotta manual-studyin',
Jim knocked out the righteous
93-inch '65 pan our German
Fox Hunt winner, Petra,
perched on
Arlin's "vacation" in Sturgis
turned his ride into a curbside
dust-catcher
Foxy Rider
1985 shovelhead trike/
Diane McRay
Reader's Ride
1967 Harley-Davidson FLH/
Ron Elliott
Events
Harley Rendezvous survives 10
years of providin' a partyin'
atmosphere for New York and
East Coast bikers ....
Find out what we did with the
Black Hills Classic this
year
PAS ENCUES
Biker Hall Of Fame
Acknowledging those who
have made motorcycling what it
was, is, and will be
Fiction
Chance Meeting... Dennis White
Sixteen years later, Vietnam vet finds
his bro fighting another kind
of battle and losing. 36
Crazy Bear Svenson and the World's
Best Tight End... Bruce Bethke
Northlands biker gets what he
wants and what he needs for
Christmas
DECEMBER 1988
Articles
Fox Hunt Winner Petra
Rudiments of turbocharging
your Evo
Columns
Spider
Rip's Run
Departments
Wordmonger
Easynews
Passin' Gas
Fox Hunt
In The Wind
Biker's Bulletin Board
Choppershopper
Parts Box
General Store
Calendar
What events are down the road
from state to state .....
nteresting dilemma,
drag racing. As any
small-time drag
racing aficionado
knows as he tenses for
the lights on the line (at
any of the last surviving
dragstrips), drag racing
ain't cheap. As the
blood rushes from his
knuckles, his grip on
the bars tightens, toes
barely touch the
chemical-soaked pave-
ment, nostrils fill with the powerful scent of fuel
mixtures, and he knows that part of the battle to
beat his last time is the fight for funds. Fear,
anxiety, excitement, and competition rush
through the pilot's arteries as he desperately
tries to anticipate not only the Christmas tree of
lights staring him in the face, but the cost of
making the next meet.
Then the lights on the tree snap to green, the
throttle reaches that borderline level of revs to
obtain the best traction for the take-off without
losing control, and the clutch is snapped. The
rear wheel peels rubber against the asphalt, the
friction creates billows of hot smoke as the
seconds begin to tick, and the roar tears at the
spectators' ears as the pilot speed-shifts as effi-
ciently as possible to maintain peak accelera-
tion through the quarter-mile.
If the builder/rider doesn't break down, in his
10 seconds of adrenaline rush he probably only
spent a grand and his own time for that particu-
lar race day-not bad. But considering the
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'Course, there was plenty of money to
be made by selling weekend tickets at
multibucks a head, and like always, as
soon as dough became involved, so did
the headaches.
The Harley Rendezvous has evolved
from a family-sponsored event into a
family-splitting political football. Egos,
paranoia, and discrimination have been
the big winners since its inception in '79.
Oddly enough, the problems never
stemmed from the bikers attending the
event, but from personal vendettas
drummed up by local politicians fearful of
losing their power.
At long last, Rendezvous promoter
Kemp O'Connell has won the war, but not
without surviving a fair number of skir-
mishes waged against him and his event.
Kemp has avoided trouble by buying his
own property, a 177-acre farm outside of
Mariaville, a dot on the map between the
New York State Thruway and Interstate 88.
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n 1980 a pack of this rag's staffers
made a long night out of hopping a
plane cross-country to upstate New
York. After the traditional driving-under-
the-influence stop on the way to the big
birds at L.A. International, the subsequent
missing of flights and connections, and
beaucoup flight transfers from small air-
ports in out-of-the-way burgs, we three
weary Western burnouts hooked up at
something called the Harley Rendezvous
in Old Saratoga, New York, also known as
Smalltown, USA.
Between then and now, we've all ma-
tured, including the Rendezvous. From its
infancy, it was geared toward being an op-
portunity for East Coast bikers to party
and boogie under first-class conditions:
food served nonstop, bands, field events,
biker art and bike shows, tit contests, a
swap meet, and showers for anyone who
needed 'em. What more could a scooter
tramp want?
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This scooter was purchased in
1975, and since then it has
been properly maintained and
ridden over most of the country. In
1982 the owner came across an old
Corvair turbo unit, which he rebuilt
and installed on the 74. The unit was
cumbersome and outmoded, but it
put out two or three pounds of boost
and pulled like a Kodiak bear.
For two years the owner ran it with-
out a hitch, except for occasionally
blowing exhaust gaskets. But after
two years of flirtin' with turbo power,
he was itching for a lighter, more
state-of-the-art setup.
First the heads were removed, and
dual-bolt exhaust manifolds were in-
stalled to prevent blown gaskets.
Everything was safety-wired to make
the installation even tighter. The
pipes were specially designed - the
head portion is 134-inch, stepping
down to 15-inch for higher pres-
sure to accelerate turbo response.
With up to 10 pounds of boost, the
turbo ran with no problems; at 12
pounds it began to blow head
gaskets, but that was corrected with
copper head gaskets. Beyond 12
pounds, however, the pistons began
to collapse and the lower end began
to scream. But what the hell - by
then, ya can't hang on to the bars
with the kind of power the turbo's
dishing out, so who needs the extra