Great story there Dan bet you wish you still had the sandy
Hey I think I have that vin # in my collection I will check ha ha.... keep watching ebay it just might turn up
Well, about six months after it was swiped, I found it about a block from where it was stolen. I had parked it in front of a steak house where my buddy was a Chef. Stupid me, I left it on the side stand and didn't lock the steering. Came out and it was gone, the guys who took it just rolled it down the street and into their garage.
I went down that street to make a U-turn and it was parked in the driveway. I jumped out and immediately recognized it as mine (I knew every inch of that motorcycle). They had changed the cases and the frame and re-registered it. At the time, there was a loop-hole in titling laws that allowed thieves to get away with this. I called the detectives anyway, they looked over all his paperwork and said they couldn't do anything. A month later they set fire to two of my buddies bikes parked at the restaurant as a reprisal and nearly burned the place to the ground.
It could have gotten ugly, I really wanted to stick to those thugs. But I had to back down and forget it, I didn't want the restaurant involved, they were innocent. All of my friends wanted to burn their house down and shoot them when they ran for cover (just talkin' trash). I told everybody just to cool their heels and forget all about it.
Nothing else happend other than the cops busted these guys for dealing dope (and other stolen vehicles). They got their just rewards after all.
I was out of work at the time and couldn't replace the '69. I was heart broke, that motorcycle was the most fantastic bike on the planet. I rode that thing like I've never ridden before or since, had everything hanging low on both sides scraped off. I came off a 1968 XLCH Sportster I had purchased new two years previous (and rode it to Canada and back) and when Honda came out with the CB-750, I put it up for sale in ten seconds. It was like jumping out of a T-6 and into an F-104.
In June of 1972, I landed a full time job. One month later I went shopping and found the 1970. Life was good again.
Dan