Part 1 - Our Men in Havana
Paul, our man for the really old clunkers made between the beginnings of the Milwaukee tractor works and the end of WW2 gets to tell us about his travels to the socialist museum island. Since over 20 years he‘s been regularly seeing his personal man in Havana.
Sergio Morales is the name, and old Harleys are his life and blood. Having said that, there are no late model Harleys on the island, the last one was imported in l96O. So the latest Harley plying Havana‘s rutted streets with Cuban plates is a Panhead.
Anyway, Paul‘s tales of Cuban Pans, Knuckles and Flatheads, of Sergio‘s live-in garage with kitchen, lounge and first floor stash of ancient and obsolete parts have a strange effect on us. We get a severe dose of wanderlust.
Additional details about the birthplace of the daiquiri, the bike friendly weather and a life beyond the daily grind making it ever more urgent to find out how a trip to Havana would feel like, with not only a suitcase but some vintage motorcycles along as well.
