re: Spinoff mid - late 40's baws BMX time

My actual Mongoose circa 1982

Had a Dyno Nitro

Still have some trophies from races I won back at childhood home

I lived in the woods and my father got so tired of my friends and I digging up the vacant lot next door to make jumps and tracks, he had 150 sq ft of clay delivered one year for my birthday. Best present ever. I had the best course in the county

Same here. 1980 white Redline Proline frame with blue bars, wheels, etc. Redline V-bars, Tuf Neck, fluted seat post, Shimano 3-piece cranks and Shimano hubs.

Hutch pro raider

That looks a lot like my old bike - Mongoose with those heavy steel mags. I also had big lug mud tires that would hum. My favorite thing to do with my bike was ride trails between the neighborhoods (we thought of it as the woods) or go mud riding.

What that bike lacked in light-weight freestyle ability was made up for in toughness. If for some reason you did something to bend that rim, I'd have to think the rider would be damn near dead. We did the dumbest things on those bikes and they never broke. No broken spokes, bent frames or wheels. You couldn't bunny hop well, but if you ran into a tree going down a hill it was ok.

When the LSU lakes were dredged, they pumped the mud over to form Baton Rouge beach. For a year or so that was like a playground for any kid with a BMX bike. Every afternoon I'd go ride, then have to spray everything off with the hose - bike, shoes, clothes.

One summer day after 4th of July, I rigged up pipe sections from my old jungle gym and connected them through the circular hole on the front of the frame to make a bottle rocket launcher. We'd ride around and I'd shoot fireworks at cars, joggers, whoever.

That summer, maybe after 6th grade, was the pinnacle of my riding days. It was like there was nothing we couldn't do. I can't imagine getting that same feeling from an iPad.

Rocked the Murray for years until I saved up enough money to by a Hustler from the local western auto. I thought I was the shite!!!

We used go out riding in the morning when the newspapers were delivered and brake lock the back wheel as we rode over the newspapers. If you did it right, you'd drag the paper under the back wheel while you skid and shredded the paper into confetti. In hindsight, it was a total dick move. But it made perfect sense at the time for us 11 year old boys. It was logical. It seemed wrong NOT to do it.

Mongoose Supergoose

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