• Husqvarna Motorcycles Made In Sweden - About 1988 and older

  • Hi everyone,

    As you all know, Coffee (Dean) passed away a couple of years ago. I am Dean's ex-wife's husband and happen to have spent my career in tech. Over the years, I occasionally helped Dean with various tech issues.

    When he passed, I worked with his kids to gather the necessary credentials to keep this site running. Since then (and for however long they worked with Coffee), Woodschick and Dirtdame have been maintaining the site and covering the costs. Without their hard work and financial support, CafeHusky would have been lost.

    Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve been working to migrate the site to a free cloud compute instance so that Woodschick and Dirtdame no longer have to fund it. At the same time, I’ve updated the site to a current version of XenForo (the discussion software it runs on). The previous version was outdated and no longer supported.

    Unfortunately, the new software version doesn’t support importing the old site’s styles, so for now, you’ll see the XenForo default style. This may change over time.

    Coffee didn’t document the work he did on the site, so I’ve been digging through the old setup to understand how everything was running. There may still be things I’ve missed. One known issue is that email functionality is not yet working on the new site, but I hope to resolve this over time.

    Thanks for your patience and support!

Consider the YZ490 Connecting Rod

Seems we had dirt bike influences going on at the same time on the west coast as in middle America. That's where most of the development happened. I don't think we had much going on in the northeast at that time.
 
Holy crap, Darty!!!
I lived in Ohio as a kid and I can remember coming back from my grandparents down by cambride (salt fork) and seeing the dirt bikes go around this track. It was on the right side of 77 going north, with a old plywood announcer shack. If I recall maybe mid eighties the bikes disappeared and the grass took over the track. We would leave to go camping Friday evening and come back Sunday after noon. I have always kept this in the back of my mind. Just crazy...
 
I grew up in the city, asphalt and concrete jungle. In the out skirts but no place to ride anyway. Boring.
 
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