I'm told that the 250-6 could be heard all the way around the Isle of Man.
View attachment 358452
What memories this brought back! One of my enduring motorcycle raving memories was when Mike Hailwood toured South Africa in 1966 or 1967 with the RC166. The race track we used to go to (Killarney near Cape Town) had an avenue of big Eucalyptus trees down the back straight. The sound of the 6 cylinders screaming down the straight and echoing... nay, REVERBERATING!... off the trees is an enduring memory. Some pictorial memories:
Bikes at Killarney. This was a few years after the RC166 was there and the photographs are poor, but just to get an idea. This was taken at the double apex corner going into the back straight. Looks a bit unforgiving by modern day standards I suppose...
My first motorcycle: 1968 Bridgestone 50cc. I suspect not many people know that Bridgestone - yes, the tyre company! - made very good, very advanced motorcycles in the 60's.
My first REAL motorcycle: Suzuki T350-II. This was a fantastic bike for the time
Next up: Suzuki GT550 two stroke triple. Not the world's fastest bike but a nice ride nonetheless. My wife and I rode two up from Johannesburg to Cape Town: 1 400km in two days.
A number of years later: my daughter and I on my Honda CB1100F. This was a VERY nice bike!
After the 1100F there was a quite a break. Then I got my first real modern day sportbike: a Suzuki GSX-R750. What a revelation! Performance, braking, handling: a completely and utterly different world to what I was used to.
Replaced this with a 2006 GSX-R750: another big step up in overall performance. This at a track day:
Some nice quick riding: not too bad for a 50-something old fogey!
And BTW: my wife and I did a lot of two up touring on this bike. Here we are getting back home after a 10 day, 3 500km trip down to Ashland in Oregon for the Shakespeare festival. Our neighbour that took the picture was a bit unsteady so a bit blurry. My wife is a real trooper: all our "luggage" in a small backpack that she wore all the way there and back. And yes, it rained coming back...
Good times, good memories!