In the never ending search for motorcycle gems I came across a huge photo collection (complete with labeled negatives) showing early Bay Area MC Club activity... Richmond Ramblers, Modesto MC, Lodi MC, goes on... 1949-1957. Field meets, bar hangouts, beach bash, hillclimbs. This stuff is gold, packed with class. Here's a few.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Friday, September 21, 2012
Friday, September 14, 2012
Summer ending refreshments...
What do you do when one carburetor has a ruined pilot circuit hole, and the other has a slide that is so seized that you get pinned wide open forcing you to smash the damned thing with a boot?? You make an honest listing and post the shitty ones on eBay for parts, then, find an alternative.. Suckers already sold with some new Amals on the way. Better than spending my life savings on spark plug stock number 1111... The only thing more fun that fouling out on I-5 is having your sidestand swing down at 60... Time for the road and Bikini Bob's Birthday Bbq Bash.
Also finished Scarecrow Jimmy's top-end last night, now onto his worn carb, beat to hell primary side and wiggle wheel.. If we stay away from Busch 18/16oz packs things may keep looking up. Maybe you're not supposed to break a bike in during a 10 minute burnout?
For some it takes encouragement to kick a 441 victor..
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Too poor for the Harley scene, but I think someone in our crew would ride this... "He needed a bike that a thief would think was a total waste, and curious punks would be afraid to touch." -Nov, 1975 Easyriders
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Taylor recently did a solo trip from Portland to Oakland and back.. Despite a hefty dose of inconsistent weather it sounded pretty damned rad... Wish Jim and I would have had our shit together enough to make it.. He managed to document the trip.... PDX to Oakland Photos
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Fully Retarded rides the short bus...
Whelp, after a good couple years of oil soaked fun runs the BSA B25 "Fully Retarded" has found a new home.. To a wild old man who's ready to rip the thing around in the backwoods of Central Oregon. Now turned into cash/room for other projects, Evo Harleys, Clif Bars, tie-rod ends, real road-trips and Jesus Christ himself.. Time to build something fully advanced..