Him-a-stayin’
Since bunging a knobby on the back of a Bantam in the 1960s, I’ve always had a trail bike or two. Stock work, prospecting opal and gold, taking overseas riders outback, visiting friends on a budget or searching for good tracks, nothing beats a trailie.
They grew from that Bantam though. A Bultaco, and then later in the 70s it was a brace
