Dream Bike: Yamaha RD350

Unlike most of my other dream bikes I’ve actually ridden an RD350. The slightly gaudy 1973 model I rode was mostly the previous generation Yamaha R5 except with reed valves, a disc brake in the front and one additional gear in the transmission giving a total of six. However minor the changes were, the result was spectacular.

The Yamaha RD350…one of my Dream Bikes!

The RD350 was a wheelie king and the bike would blow away any of the other 350cc bikes including the three-pot Kawasaki. Maybe the disc-valve Kawasaki 350 twin from the 1960’s would have outran it but we’ll never know as there were none around my town. It left the Honda CB350 for dead and would stay with a Honda CB750 up to around 70 mph. I know this because we checked.

Not just fast, the RD handled as good as the best bikes of the era. As children we set up a week-end flat track in the high school parking lot and the RD would drift the asphalt corners under power like it was at Ascot Park. That is, until it hooked up and spit you over the high side. Riding it gave you a feeling that anything was possible including dirt trails. It was an all-rounder long before today’s silly, overweight, overwrought, can-opener ADV bikes blundered onto the scene.

Top end on the RD350 was a bit over 100 miles per hour and it got there rapidly. It was slippery in the wet but that was down to the era’s bias-ply, low tech tires. If you rode it hard it drank gas at a startling rate.  Except for fouling a plug now and then or the outside commutator brush wearing down nothing much went wrong in normal use. I have no idea what happens if you race them. Probably nothing good.

The red, 1973 RD model was cool but my dream bike came one year later. In 1974 Yamaha dropped the thick tank badges along with the tacky striping and painted the bike a deep metallic purple. Tastefully subdued decals on the tank sides indicated just who the hell made the thing. It was a thing of beauty and I must own one someday, somehow.

Right side engine, 1974 model.
Left side engine, where the brushes are

Like everything our generation touches, the prices of Japanese motorcycles from 1970’s are getting screwed ever-upwards. Being one of the most desirable motorcycles of that era, RD350’s have gone up quite a bit. You can still find nice ones for $3000 with beaters down around $1500.

Here’s a 1973 RD350 for $1500

I’ve nearly bought one several times but either the distances involved were too great or I came to my senses and bought a thousand bags of concrete instead. As soon as I get a few projects out of the way I’m going to sell off some motorcycles and take another stab at RD350 ownership, in purple for the win.


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Another day, another Nethercutt…

A recap, so to speak…we’ve been to the Nethercutt twice in the last couple of months, and we’ve posted three blogs on this fabulous place.  Here’s a quick recap…

The Nethercutt Cadillacs

The Nethercutt Rolls Royces

The Nethercutt

I like the place.  You will, too.  If you haven’t been there yet, the above three links will get you started.   But start making plans to visit.  It’s that good.

…and more on Mompox…

Another blog a few entries down (it was on my magical journey to Mompox, Colombia) told about the isolated and surreal nature of that beautiful town.  We had to take a ferry ride down the Magdalena River to get there, and I mentioned in the blog that my ride leader, Juan Carlos, had told me they would soon be building a bridge to Mompox.  Well, they are, and here’s a video Juan sent to me about it…

There’s an old saying that goes something along the lines of “bad roads bring good people, and good roads bring bad people…”   I think Mompox is going to change with improved access.  I’m glad I saw it when I did.   It was a special place on a special ride.

Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water…

No sooner had I written that blog a day or two ago about branding partnerships (in which I mentioned an earlier, expired linkup between Harley and Ford for a Harley-themed F-150 pickup), and this pops up…

Seriously?

You can read the story here in Maxim magazine.   Harleys.  F-150s.   A marriage made in…where?  Milwaukee?  Dearborn?