What's your story? How did you aquire your Norton?

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Went to the Elephant Rallye at Nuerburgring in the winter 1975/76 on my BMW R60/5. Had already been contemplating to get something more exciting, the likely candidates being a Ducati 900SS or a Guzzi LeMans.

Went into the old Paddock area, where the then German importer exhibited a silver Mk3 Interstate. Fell instantly and totally in love on the spot. Never considered neither Ducati nor Guzzi again, bought a Commando 850Mk3 new in London the next spring. Been hooked on Nortons in general and Commandos in particular ever since. Still grin after riding anywhere- even to work as I did this morning- on a Commando.

Plus made my living from dealing in Norton spares after graduating from university. Something tells me it was the right decision to buy that first Commando.

Joe/Andover Norton
 
I've wanted a Norton every since I was in High School in the early 70's and every friggin month my Cycle mag came in the mail and there was always those damned Norton Girl ads. For a teenage boy, those were like crack. And the bike did look good as well but I always wanted a Commando.

so I bought one in the early 90's but it was a very well worn bike, a 71 I believe. I made some progress in getting it sorted but I was expanding my collection and at the time I just didn't have room so I sold that one off. Shortly after my Dad found one sitting in a barn in Colorado. I went to look at it next time I was out there and it was a beautiful 73 850 with only 4500 miles on the clock. Covered in dust and bird shit but all there, rust free, and the engine turned over. But.....the guy didn't want to sell at the time. He said he would some day but just not then. Something about a messy divorce, title. bla bla bla. So at least 3 times a year my Dad would ask him about the bike, I'd go visit it maybe once every 2 years. On and on and on. Was almost ready to give up hope. I had just purchased a 77 Moto Guzzi Lemans to restore and not a week later my Dad called and said, hey, they guy is ready to sell. Damn, I have to let the wife know that not only did I just get one bike but now I wanted to get another. She's a good sport, agreed, Dad contacted the guy, deal was made. I headed out there in like 2007 to pick it up. All stock including the exhaust etc. Just had to ditch the ugly fairing, rack, and sissy bar. Title still in the original owners name. Only took about 12 years of working on that guy but I finally won out. It was well worth the wait. I only had to repaint the frame and silver bits. All else is original, chrome, seat, red painted tins, etc. So about $700 later and it's on the road. What a joy. And in my favorite color. I'll never get rid of this one. Just wish I had that gorgeous redhead from the old adds posing next to it :)

As retrieved from the barn:

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After the preservation:

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mmmmmmm The reason for my affliction:

What's your story? How did you aquire your Norton?
 
Always been into British bikes, then I saw an advert in Motorcycle News around 1978/9 for a ex scouse plod MK3 converted to civvy use. And I had to have it!
It was from Wavertree, Liverpool, just around the corner from the Looney laundry (actually spelt Lune Laundry), and funnily enough Wavertree is in the news today because John Lennon's old house has just been auctioned for £480,000 :shock: didn't know he lived there! This is what prompted me to post this.

My bike cost £850, about the going rate for used bikes in those days, £1 per cc. I left a deposit with the seller, and on the way out I bumped into a couple of big lads who REALLY wanted the Norton and were willing to do a deal with me, but being a gentleman I declined their kind offer and rapidly left the area. When I told the seller of this, he said he was watching through the window, and was going to call off my deal if I sold the bike on to them, so I kept my promise and have kept the bike from that day :D

I did many thousands of miles on it including a long tour of southern England, didn't need much doing to it at all. Along came a family and the usual busy times that entails, so the bike took a back seat and hasn't really been a proper bike until I started the restoration a while ago, it's coming along painfully slowly but surely. Can't wait to get it back on the road again :D

Here's me on the Norton tearing around Cadwell Park race track in England, had a day out there doing a race school on Kawasaki Z500's oooooh!

What's your story? How did you aquire your Norton?


CB
 
My first bike was a 1970 BSA A65L, bought in 1980, that ran about one day out of each week. Only had the bike about six months before the need for more reliable transport forced me to sell it on. About 2 years later, I went into a Yamaha dealership to buy an XS650, but walked out with an XJ650 dealer demo for the same $1995 they had the XS advertized for. That bike was my main transport until about a year after marriage, when the need to carry a car seat meant getting 4-wheel transport. Like many here, My motorcycle riding trickled down to almost nothing while raising a family, and sometime in 1996, the XJ stopped running. Lack of use had caused the carbs to gum up, and they needed a total rebuild. It languished in a corner of my garage until early 2006. At this time, my youngest was in high school, and I had gone back to college to finish a degree. My wife said,"You're about to get your degree. How are you going to reward yourself?" I replied that i would get the old Yamaha running and ride it, or sell it and get a new bike. After a few weeks, I had the motor turning over, and was rebuilding the Hitachi carbs - which there are zero parts for anymore, BTW. The wife was quite shocked the day it started. Son #3 went with me to the various dealers, looking at what was available. We narrowed the field of new bikes down to three - the BMW R1150R, Ducati Monster 1000 S2, and the Triumph 1050 Speed Triple. Of the three, the Triumph had the best motor by far - easy in traffic, lots of low-end grunt, willing to rev up to 10k - and was the cheapest. I bought the Speed Triple and it is easily the best bike I've ever owned or ridden.

After about a year and a half, the youngest was about to graduate high school and move on to college, and I was itching for a project. I heard about a local guy, Wes Scott, who worked on vintage English bikes. I was told, "If you pull up on a new Triumph, he won't even talk to you." I went over one day on the Speed Triple, and Wes comes out of his shop and says, "Nice bike!". I let take it around the block, and told him of my desire to get a project. He showed me a 1967 A65L project that one of his customers was forced to sell - frame powder-coated, engine assembled, everything there except those items one would buy new, anyway (bearing, seals, tires, hoses, cables and such), and the guy wanted $2000. I told him I would think about it and let him know the following week. In the meantime, I researched the Lightning, and looked at prices for bikes in various conditions. It was during this research I noticed an auction on ebay for an 850 Commando basket case. I had always wanted a Commando, but knew very little about them. I went ahead and bid on the bike, setting a personal limit of $2200. I got the bike for $2179. It was in Orlando, and I had to go to Melbourne that week, only about 50 miles away. I picked up the bike on the last Friday of January, 2008.

The next day, I went to Wes' shop. He asked, "Did you make a decision on the BSA?" I replied that I had gotten an 850 for about the same money. He replied, "The Norton is a much better bike for you. You made a good decision."

My wife named the bike, 'Ed'. She names all our vehicles (the Triumph is called 'The Irritant'). Ed was running by September of 2008, and well sorted by the end of that year. I started rotating between the Norton, Triumph and Yamaha, and the Yamaha spent more and more time in the garage. Finally sold it to a kid who needed cheap transport, and he was quite happy with it.

Since there was now room in the garage, I started itching for a new project. Went to Wes in early 2010, and told him of my dilemma. He said, 'You came at a good time. I need some money, and am willing to sell my two long-term projects. Take your pick.' I went into the next bay of his shop and saw the two bikes - a 1960 Matchless G12 deluxe, and a 1968 P11. I decided on the P11, and further research showed it was actually a Ranger, not a P11A. It was titled as a '68, but should have been titled as a '69, but this is quite common with. That bike came home at the end of May, 2010, and I started it on June 2, 2011. The bike was supposed to be a project I was building with my father-in-law, who was living with us at the time, but he grew too ill to help, and passed away about 10 weeks after the bike started. June 2 was also the anniversary of my old man's passing, so the bike carries special significance to me. Wes sold it to me on the condition that it not be a 'trailer queen', and that he have the right of first refusal if I ever decide to sell it. The 'Lone Ranger' (as my wife calls it) has about 4000 miles logged since its resurrection.

The G15 came this year. I had just taken the Ranger to a show, where it won a trophy, and I had a friend of mine take the trophy home with him, since I couldn't carry it on the bike (my buddy and I were two of only a handful that rode to the show). He asked me what my next project was going to be, and I said that I'd like to find an AJS 33CS - the AJS version of the Atlas Scrambler. He replied that he knew of a G15CS for sale locally, but it was too far gone to warrant the $600 the guy was asking. I went right over, and bought the bike at first site. Like the Ranger, this bike is titled as a 1968, though in this case its really a '67, dispatched in July. Pics are posted over on the 'Other Classic Motorcycles' section. My wife calls the G15 'Bones', owing to the way it looked when it came home - just a dusty skeleton of a bike and a handful of boxes. I've only seen pictures of 1 33CS, and have never seen another G15CS in the flesh. Even at the Barber Museum, there's a G15/45, G15 mkII and a G15CSR, but no G15CS.

I don't know what it is about these bikes, but I smile every time I walk into the garage. Looks like the Triumph will need to find a new home, though. It gets ridden less than once a month these days. Though it is the best bike I've ever owned, but doesn't 'grab' me the way the Nortons do. It will definitely need to go when the new project comes home (hopefully a '68 Commando or Atlas)
 
First British bike owned after I got out of the Army in 1973 was a triumph tiger 750,,,thought it was a rocketship when i first rode it. I learned to ride it all in one day. Right hand shift... Fast forward to 1985 riding to supper with my wife on our yamaha venture when she spied a black lump on the tree bank alongside the road. At first glance thought it was a triumph. On the way home we stopped to have a look at an all black rattle can leaking mess. Didn't know it was a Mk3 at first. He wanted $200 bought it for $150.00 without a title at first. Applied for lost title with help from owner and the rest is history. Some $3k later it was road worthy. We have many stories from riding 2-up to rallies and such. I still have that wife & the bike. I have had as many as 7 or so norton's here at one time. Nice bikes that each have there own character...........gotta luv'em.


Tim_S
 
My dad bought his 73 750 in 1975
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That psycho isn't my dad, this one is
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I grew up with his Norton, rode on it with him when i was a kid, and he always had this frame hanging in his garage with pictures of all his old bikes, cars, etc. I always loved the gold Norton logo stuck on there. Just thought the logo was really cool looking
What's your story? How did you aquire your Norton?


in 1991 he bought this and parked the Norton in the garage left untouched
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What's your story? How did you aquire your Norton?


He passed away in 2012 and i was in charge of selling his cars and motorcycles. I NEVER had any real interest in motorcycles, loved working on cars, but zero experience or lust for a motorcycle. For some reason i really didn't want to sell his Norton so i decided to take it home and restore it.

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What's your story? How did you aquire your Norton?
 
kevbo82.... That's a great story! Am I correct in seeing the same crinkles in the seat in the present day pics as the ones caused by dad's luggage back in the day? Don't ever recover that seat.
 
yeah the seats still original. Getting rough though, it's drying out and cracking down low on the sides. I've resisted doing anything to it, as well as the paint which isn't in great shape but the patina is cool. I know the paint is only like 50% original so i'm thinking about having it painted this winter. I think the tank paint/logo are original, but the gold pin stripe on the tank looks DIY from the 70's. The one side cover was original but 95% of the logo was gone so i got a new one and used what was left of the old to line it up. The other side had no logo and was clearly repainted at some point so i just stuck a logo on for now.
 
Great story and photos.
It's neat that the original seat strap has remained all these years.
It was usually quickly removed as the normal sized rider would be sitting on top of it!
 
I always thought it was removed so the girl had to grab you around the middle and press herself against your back when you did the WOT thing.
 
DogT said:
I always thought it was removed so the girl had to grab you around the middle and press herself against your back when you did the WOT thing.

Would you want her to grap that strap? With the g-forces of a Commando accelerating she would be in the street with that strap in her hand :D
 
Hi – this is my first post here. I have been lurking this past couple of weeks as I have been doing some homework before getting my ’74 Commando “Muttster” back on the road.

When I was about 10 years old, my uncle had an orange ’72 750 Combat, along with about 7 other bikes in various states, a Willy’s and a Lotus Europa. We used to drive down country roads in Minnesota doing about 125 mph in the Lotus, much fun. He and my dad would race each other in his 240Z, and I would swap back and forth between them. I got used to speed and some dangerous behavior… I used to sit on his Combat in the garage and pretend I was going 125, hanging off the seat and dragging my knee, and when he saw me he would bark at me to get off his bike.

I got my first bike at 17, a Honda 400, a month before getting out of HS. I didn't tell my parents until HS finished, and a month later my dad kicked me out (but not just cuz of the bik). Had a couple of bikes through university, and never had a car. In my last year at the UW, in 1984, I had a flat-mate who liked Nortons, and we would go up the road a bit to Poke’s Cycles in Seattle to perv at them. Poke was an old guy who opened the shop after WWII and his sons were running it, and at that time one of the sons had a blue strip, but there wasn't much that was real nice for sale, but a lot that were in for service or there to chat.

One day my friend comes home, and tells me there is a shiny black 850 in there that just came in for sale. So, I went up on my Honda Sabre and drew some weird looks from one of the sons, I think his name was Russ. But the other brother, Mark, and I got on well. Turns out it was a mint Mk3 Roadster that had only a few thousand miles on it. I paid the asking price of $1150 right there on the spot. The owner had lost a lot of money on poker the night before and needed to square up, and Pokes had just done a bronze clutch and some other work on it for $850. So they gave the guy that back and flipped it to me. I rode it for a few years, and sold it to finance a move to New Orleans and some time on the road. Dumb move.

Fast forward a few years, and I am itching for a bike again and saw an ad for a 74 “Roadster” for sale, good shape with lots of extras – extra seats, a bunch of Norton tools, parts, luggage rack – three boxes of stuff. I go up with a girlfriend to check it out, and it isn't a roadster. It had a Hi-rider tank, Euro bars and a solo saddle. It wasn't in bad shape but not great, and the tires were likely original and were shot. But, I am itching and there was a lot of stuff in with it, so I paid too much for it at $1600.

It got a rear flat on the way home. The next week or so, I see that the exhaust nuts are loose so I pull out the wrench to tighten them and one of them is stripped out and the guy had wrapped wire around the nut and used some kind of sealant to keep in in place for the sale. FFS. After I kludged it for a temporary fix, I got new tires. The handling didn’t get better so I looked further, and the frame’s chain stay was cracked.

So, the bike came apart somewhat and I had the frame welded, got new headers and put a lot of elbow grease into it. My friend was an aircraft tool maker, so he bore out the header cups and made some custom helicoil inserts from aircraft aluminium he had and the guys at Dewey’s Cycle welded them in. Very nicely done. Also had them put in new valves, springs and seats while it was there. But, didn’t think about the guides, and they didn’t remind me. Doh!

For a while I had a motorcycle export business, sending 70s era superbikes to the UK, since the exchange rate and the tariffs made it a good business then. I think I sent more than 200 or over and so I spent a lot of time riding bikes that I would put in a 40’ box. And a lot of Police 1000s for some strange reason. It sure was fun to ride them down the freeway in a four-box formation with my friends, flashers on. The traffic parted like for Moses.

Along the way I also found a dented Interstate tank, and had it fixed and sprayed by a guy who ran a very nice restoration shop I was acquainted with. He had old 50’s Jag’s and old Maserati’s – nice stuff. He did a bang up job on the tank for a cheap cash deal that he had one of his apprentices do.

So, the Norton got more than the occasional use it had been getting and smoked a bit on one side for a few years. Well, more than a few years. And many VME rallies. I finally had another good friend who has BSAs and who was doing some work down at MSI replace the guides for me since he owed me. While he was at it he did the rings and gave it a hone. It went like a stuck pig, but it looked far better.

Nine years ago I moved from Seattle to New Zealand. Divorced. Hip surgery. Work. Kids. New wife and now new kids. And all the while the Norton in the shed under a cover. I haven't even registered it here yet. So, here I am, with my first post and a bunch of parts in the mail from CSW and a couple others. And a new can of metal polish since here is a lot of moisture in the air, being an island in the South Pacific. Summer is here down south (a Christmas BBQ, at mid-summer in shorts still freaks me out) and I hope to have the bike street legal right around new years.
 
Another good long lasting tale. NZ has a good following of Nortoneers and also British Cycle Parts I've dealt with well.
 
gortnipper said:
Hi – this is my first post here. I have been lurking this past couple of weeks as I have been doing some homework before getting my ’74 Commando “Muttster” back on the road.

When I was about 10 years old, my uncle had an orange ’72 750 Combat, along with about 7 other bikes in various states, a Willy’s and a Lotus Europa. We used to drive down country roads in Minnesota doing about 125 mph in the Lotus, much fun. He and my dad would race each other in his 240Z, and I would swap back and forth between them. I got used to speed and some dangerous behavior… I used to sit on his Combat in the garage and pretend I was going 125, hanging off the seat and dragging my knee, and when he saw me he would bark at me to get off his bike.

I got my first bike at 17, a Honda 400, a month before getting out of HS. I didn't tell my parents until HS finished, and a month later my dad kicked me out (but not just cuz of the bik). Had a couple of bikes through university, and never had a car. In my last year at the UW, in 1984, I had a flat-mate who liked Nortons, and we would go up the road a bit to Poke’s Cycles in Seattle to perv at them. Poke was an old guy who opened the shop after WWII and his sons were running it, and at that time one of the sons had a blue strip, but there wasn't much that was real nice for sale, but a lot that were in for service or there to chat.

One day my friend comes home, and tells me there is a shiny black 850 in there that just came in for sale. So, I went up on my Honda Sabre and drew some weird looks from one of the sons, I think his name was Russ. But the other brother, Mark, and I got on well. Turns out it was a mint Mk3 Roadster that had only a few thousand miles on it. I paid the asking price of $1150 right there on the spot. The owner had lost a lot of money on poker the night before and needed to square up, and Pokes had just done a bronze clutch and some other work on it for $850. So they gave the guy that back and flipped it to me. I rode it for a few years, and sold it to finance a move to New Orleans and some time on the road. Dumb move.

Fast forward a few years, and I am itching for a bike again and saw an ad for a 74 “Roadster” for sale, good shape with lots of extras – extra seats, a bunch of Norton tools, parts, luggage rack – three boxes of stuff. I go up with a girlfriend to check it out, and it isn't a roadster. It had a Hi-rider tank, Euro bars and a solo saddle. It wasn't in bad shape but not great, and the tires were likely original and were shot. But, I am itching and there was a lot of stuff in with it, so I paid too much for it at $1600.

It got a rear flat on the way home. The next week or so, I see that the exhaust nuts are loose so I pull out the wrench to tighten them and one of them is stripped out and the guy had wrapped wire around the nut and used some kind of sealant to keep in in place for the sale. FFS. After I kludged it for a temporary fix, I got new tires. The handling didn’t get better so I looked further, and the frame’s chain stay was cracked.

So, the bike came apart somewhat and I had the frame welded, got new headers and put a lot of elbow grease into it. My friend was an aircraft tool maker, so he bore out the header cups and made some custom helicoil inserts from aircraft aluminium he had and the guys at Dewey’s Cycle welded them in. Very nicely done. Also had them put in new valves, springs and seats while it was there. But, didn’t think about the guides, and they didn’t remind me. Doh!

For a while I had a motorcycle export business, sending 70s era superbikes to the UK, since the exchange rate and the tariffs made it a good business then. I think I sent more than 200 or over and so I spent a lot of time riding bikes that I would put in a 40’ box. And a lot of Police 1000s for some strange reason. It sure was fun to ride them down the freeway in a four-box formation with my friends, flashers on. The traffic parted like for Moses.

Along the way I also found a dented Interstate tank, and had it fixed and sprayed by a guy who ran a very nice restoration shop I was acquainted with. He had old 50’s Jag’s and old Maserati’s – nice stuff. He did a bang up job on the tank for a cheap cash deal that he had one of his apprentices do.

So, the Norton got more than the occasional use it had been getting and smoked a bit on one side for a few years. Well, more than a few years. And many VME rallies. I finally had another good friend who has BSAs and who was doing some work down at MSI replace the guides for me since he owed me. While he was at it he did the rings and gave it a hone. It went like a stuck pig, but it looked far better.

Nine years ago I moved from Seattle to New Zealand. Divorced. Hip surgery. Work. Kids. New wife and now new kids. And all the while the Norton in the shed under a cover. I haven't even registered it here yet. So, here I am, with my first post and a bunch of parts in the mail from CSW and a couple others. And a new can of metal polish since here is a lot of moisture in the air, being an island in the South Pacific. Summer is here down south (a Christmas BBQ, at mid-summer in shorts still freaks me out) and I hope to have the bike street legal right around new years.

Welcome, a very engaging thread. Time to get the old bike roadworthy again?
 
hobot said:
Another good long lasting tale. NZ has a good following of Nortoneers and also British Cycle Parts I've dealt with well.

Yup, I have some parts in the mail from them.

I was a member of the Northwest Norton Owners club for a while, and just joined the NZ club. They have a good newsletter. I was surprised to see this page, a company that offers tours of the North Island on their fleet of Mk3 Commandos! http://www.flatoutriding.co.nz/

concours said:
Welcome, a very engaging thread. Time to get the old bike roadworthy again?

That is the plan!
 
There are some great stories here.

I've been into bikes since I was a kid and my older brothers had bikes (and bike magazines). My next older brother got a Triumph 500 with the gear indicator on it when I was about 9 or 10, and that was the coolest thing. Got my first street-legal bike in high school (1973); fast-forward to 1985 and I had owned 20+ bikes when I got my first Triumph ('70 Bonneville basket case) - that's when I got into Britbikes. Several years past and I finally saw and heard a Norton "in the flesh", sometime around 1990; a local all-brands shop had a '72 Combat on consignment (turned out I knew the owner). Didn't run across another one for a couple of years 'till I attended a British/European swap meet in Houston (1998) to buy some parts for my 67 Bonneville. There were a couple of different Commandos, 1 or 2 café style; about that time, I knew I'd find one and buy it when the timing was right.

In the fall of '98, a friend asked if i'd set him up with a P.C., printer, modem, etc., in exchange for a basket case '74 Norton 750; the timing was right. We did the deal, but before I could even get it running, he came back and demanded the bike back, because it turned out he was certifiably technophobic.
Fast-forward again, to 2004; my wife and I used to organize and put on a charity fundraiser all-day bike show with parade, bike games, exhibitions, vendors, the whole nine yards. That year, a friend of mine showed up with a very new-looking 1975 Commando Mark III Interstate (with e-start & electronic ignition). After the bike show judges had reviewed his bike, he hung a “For Sale” sign on it. As soon as I noticed it, I tracked him down and we made the deal.

Other than several thousand more miles on the odometer, it still looks exactly like this-

What's your story? How did you aquire your Norton?


Since then, I've owned 14 Nortons; still have 4 including these other 3-

'72 Combat w/ Dunstall bodywork & Norvil front brake -

What's your story? How did you aquire your Norton?


''67 P11 unrestored, built from basket case-

What's your story? How did you aquire your Norton?


and Dreer prototype monoshocker with ZX6 front end and 850 e-start engine (VR880 engine in parts waiting to be built) -

What's your story? How did you aquire your Norton?


If I ever get back on the track with AHRMA, I'm going to update the Combat and give it a whirl...
 
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