FIRST BIKE? BSA B44
Your August review of BSA’s 441 single brought back memories. In 1970 a BSA dealer in the suburbs of New York City let me convince him that it was the perfect bike for me. To be fair I don’t think I told him it was my first bike and I know I didn’t tell him I didn’t know how to ride.
Somehow I escaped from his premises and taught myself how to ride on the way home to New York City. If memory serves the rain that started as soon as I left the dealer didn’t unduly complicate my learning experience.
After that I rode the bike with zero problems for about six months – even two-up from New York City to Vermont on the interstate. I never had any difficulty starting, even though I never did learn what the decompressor lever was for. After six months I sold it to help finance a year abroad at university in York. Crazy as it sounds, the B44 might have been the most reliable bike I ever owned. Marc Reibman, member