

“We ought to have some kind of formula taking age and miles into consideration.” Sooner or later, I think Frank is going to win.

He says there’s always someone local who rolls their Motto Guzzi out of the moth balls to ride to the rally, a couple of miles away, and win the oldest rider award. But, he never wins the “oldest rider” award. After years of working at various institutions, including M.I.T., he retired from Boeing, and eventually settled in Buena Vista, Colorado-a place I have been to many times, including four rafting trips down the Arkansas River.įrank said he rides about 20,000 miles a year and attends several rallies. I’ve been riding Guzzis ever since.” An engineer, he decided that first Guzzi needed better carburetors and fitted a pair of carbs off a Honda 450. I thought it interesting and took a chance on it. “That’s when they came out with this new V-twin engine sitting sideways.

The others didn’t seem interested in our conversation, preferring chats about horsepower and legendary rides, but I thoroughly enjoyed listening to Frank’s legendary stories. The next morning, I grabbed Frank’s attention and invited him to our table. But, here was Frank, safely arrived, telling stories and setting up his tent in the twilight of evening. Even the youngest of riders hesitate in those kind of temperatures. Frank rolled in a little late Thursday evening, and started to set up his tent in our “neighborhood.” I could tell right away, Frank was someone I wanted to talk with.Īt age 75, Frank rode from his home in the other Buena Vista-Buena Vista, Colorado-to the rally, riding through Kansas with the temperature at 107 degrees.
