This is how we rolled.....

Normal kids had Big Wheels in the early 70's

Us Biker kids had these, at least I did.



Had high gear for the start, once ya got movin'.....pull shifter back into low and ya got to scootin.

Had one of these too.



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then got one of these in 1977

I had this bike.

nice Kurt......Norwegian brand ?

I had a regular big wheel...



...then eventually stepped it up to this bad boy...



...before moving onto 2 wheels. This ain't the exact model, but it was close...

I had a Green Machine, too!......and a Big Wheel.

The Green Machine was cooler.

Looks like a bike they slung at Grand Auto

I gave up biking after i nearly decaptitated myself going out of control into a cornfield.

I had a Big Wheel and then moved up to the Schwinn Tornado, circa 1978 (it's the one on the right in this pic)

exact33 wrote:

I gave up biking after i nearly decaptitated myself going out of control into a cornfield.

I haven't been on a bike since I was 14, I had a ten speed by then, and one day the brakes failed on me as I was coming down a very steep hill. Tried frantically to slow the bike down by dragging my feet, wasn't watching where I was going -- BLAM! Telephone pole. Six stitches in one knee, four in the other.

James B. wrote:

nice Kurt......Norwegian brand ?

Yup, the brand nae is DBS, and the model (as you can see) was Apache. DBS stands for Den Beste Sykkel, which means The Best Bike! We used to call them Dritten Bak Styret, meaning the smurf poo Behind the Stearingwheel!

We also used to modify these bikes, putting a regular seat on it, and one of those carrier thingis on the back. It was easier to tape the boombox to those carrier gadgets!

Fat Freddy wrote:

I had a Big Wheel and then moved up to the Schwinn Tornado, circa 1978 (it's the one on the right in this pic)

exact33 wrote:

I gave up biking after i nearly decaptitated myself going out of control into a cornfield.

I haven't been on a bike since I was 14, I had a ten speed by then, and one day the brakes failed on me as I was coming down a very steep hill. Tried frantically to slow the bike down by dragging my feet, wasn't watching where I was going -- BLAM! Telephone pole. Six stitches in one knee, four in the other.

I was with my friends at the top of the hill (on the street) and we went down the hill. At the bottom the road ended and a corn field was there. We went down the hill full speed into the corn field but what i didnt see in the field until I hit it was a water pipe w/pump. It was all rusted so I didnt see it until it hit my throat and separated me from my bike. In retrospect it was like something you see in the cartoons but dang did it hurt.

Ouch!

I bet that left a mark!

i didn't have those kind of toys growing up. we were pretty poor. i got my first set of wheels when i was 14 & already working a part time job. a used 83 Pontiac Phoenix Hatchback.

i never learned to ride a bike until i was 17.

Had one like this...yellow mags/grips and all...except mine was all naked silver/chrome...

Holy crapola, I had that exact Schwinn in those colors. Put a bunch of extras on it and proceeded to put scars on my head.

Those moto-mags were great. Ya could bend em and put em in the freeezer and they'd starighten out. I guess the big lay down freezers anyway.