Mary and Geza
Collecting Motorcycles Is An Incurable Disease
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1981 Yamaha 550 Maxim
1982 BMW R100RT
The Silver BMW
2000 Triumph Sprint ST
1994 BMW K1100LT red
"Big Blue"
2001 Kawasaki Vulcan 500
2004 Suzuki Burgman 400
The Second Rig
1982 BMW R100RS
"Thunder"
"Lightning"
Our Motorcycles
We bought this motorcycle in 2002 from a man who lived about an hour East of us. The bike had low mileage and was in excellent shape. Shortly afterwards we bought a black Hannigan Sport sidecar from BMW Motorrad of St. Louis for $4,250. 

By September of 2002 the sidecar was installed by Heid's. Mary and I went to pick it up. It looked neat with the Leading link front suspension shipped from England, along with two solid wheels at a thousand bucks a-piece. I reluctantly took it for a test drive. It was really strange, very different from riding a solo bike and I didn't like it. I kept picturing myself heading for the right-side ditch. I felt as though I was not in control. At the first opportunity I turned around and headed back. I was going to sell the thing on e-bay but I had to get it home first.

The Heid's were nice enough to lend me a bag of steel to be used as ballast. The old wheels and tires were also in the sidecar, as we set off for home. I was driving very cautiously at first but when I didn't go into the ditch, I increased the speed a little, up to an indicated 45 MPH. After about 4 or 5 miles I felt muscles in my shoulders and upper back and they were aching. I saw a rest area coming up on Route 8 and I pulled over. I was going to boast to Mary about my improved progress but she spoke first, asking me why I was going so slowly. My balloon was burst and so was my self-confidence but we motored home. During the long trip home I realized that my speedometer was way too optimistic due to the smaller diameter tires on the rig. By the time we reached home, I was close to doing the speed limit and felt much better about everything.

This was on a Friday afternoon and I was to meet my friend, Steve in Levittown, Pa on Monday night. The next morning we were to go down the Blue Ridge Parkway. The weekend before the trip I packed the sidecar full of everything I could think of. It was full of camping stuff, two sleeping bags, camping stove with extra fuel, chairs, lanterns, etc. It was heavy but I felt that the heavier the better for those right-hand turns.

I still didn't feel very comfortable driving on four-lane highways, so I took backroads and arrived very late. The next morning we did go to the BRP and then continued on to slay the dragon and I received a lot of looks from people while driving on that curvy road.  It was a great vacation.

The bike was red, the sidecar black, so I found a guy to paint the sidecar for me. I picked it up on May 15, 2003, an exceptionally bright and crisp spring day. I emptied the sidecar of everything for the occasion, so I had no ballast at all. I was nearing home on Jockey Street, preoccupied with enjoying the ride home and I was looking forward to taking pictures of the new rig. I arrived at one of my favorite curve on this road and I realized I was going too fast. I was afraid the sidecar was going to lift on this right-hander and I just froze. I crossed into the other lane, then into the ditch and totaled my new pride and joy. I fractured my elbow and put a big dent in my ego. I was never going to drive another sidecar rig.
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Welcome
About Us
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Geza's Bio
Our Life
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Pictures from Hungary
Our Motorcycles
Minutiae
Misc. Photos