My dad bought this brand-new in 1974. He still has the end panel from the shipping crate it arrived in at the local British bike dealer! Unfortunately, he changed-out the bars for these stupid ape-hangers practically from the first day he had it. I rode it a bit in the late Seventies (I was in my late teens), it went to Colorado with my brother-in-law for a few years, back to my dad, my girlfriend and I had our first date on this bike, then he sold it to a family friend during some financial tough times, where the bike sat in a storage unit, along with the other twenty-some bikes and seventy-five British cars! That was eighteen years ago.
I've tried to get my ducks in a row for the last two years to buy it back. Then, just when I'm able, the family friend passes away! During the memorial, I was introduced to his daughter, who proclaimed "Oh, YOU'RE the one! You have first right-of-refusal on the Norton." Needless to say, I did everything in my power to not let the bike get away again.
It looks like it had been put away with a full tank of gas, as the primary drive was all stained from the leaking gas. The carburetors weren't gunked-up, which was a nice change. I wanted to make sure the engine was okay before spending a lot of time and money so I drained the sump, poured some gas in the fuel tank, and she lit on the second kick! Other than lots of elbow grease on the chrome and aluminum, it shouldn't take an awful lot to have her road-worthy. I'm shooting for sometime in May. And the girlfriend? Yep; my wife for over thirty years. She insisted that I get that bike while I still had the chance!