I bought this great little motorcycle for hopping around the base and surrounding area. It was a bright yellow, 1969 Honda CL125 Scrambler. Not a big powerhouse but cheap and reliable transportation. Being young and stupid, I never wore a helmet.
The eastern-most barracks are visible through the trees and the watertower (checkerboard, upper left) still stands. Tennis courts directly behind my bike, with the chow hall just off to the right.