I’m guessing these things run like tanks to take the abuse out here. This one is probably well worn but it’s not actually in my possession yet and I can’t ride it right away anyhow.
I am going to spend the next few months tearing it down and rebuilding the important parts. Then box up the pieces and ship it home. Then, it will stay in boxes until I move back to the US. Depending on what state we end up in, I might be able to register it and ride it or just play with it around the yard.
It is, first and foremost, a souvenir of my time in Africa. So, it never has to do anymore than sit stationary for me to enjoy it. I might try to acquire some parts here too. Believe me, I saw those wheels and thought: “I wouldn’t mind having a pile of those.”
Not trying to work my connection to death on this stuff though. But if I find out there’s a tiny motorcycle boneyard somewhere, I’ll definitely try to do some scavenging.