Sunday, July 31, 2011

Whew!

The last couple days have involved more vintage motorcycle mayhem than should be allowed by law. So much at once means it's gonna take me a couple of days to break it up into digestible chunks. Unfortunately by then I won't remember crap for details. Some of the newly admitted lurkers around this lame blog need to chime in once in a while with actual accurate information when I inevitably drop the ball (HINT HINT - COMMENTS WELCOME).

Thanks to everyone for all the time camaraderie. By and large vintage motorcycle people just kick ass!



This is just a tiny taste. Why aren't all weekends like this?

1 comment:

Flathead45 said...

Don't have to ask me twice... Let's see...

Photo number 1: Knucklehead Steve's bevy of beauties... The Pan, replete with sidecar, for Steve's romantic adventures. The VL, getting some loving from the wrenches, and the incomparable Knucklehead bobber, ready for the next run to CAD. Looks like a sleeping bag on the floor. Steve, there is such a thing as too much garage time!

Photo #2: What, what, I say old chap, that looks like a covey (warren? pride?) of vintage Velocettes, with just enough oil on the floor to make them authentic. Now for a spot of Earl Grey...

Photo #3: A grand day at CAD... Looks like a 1939 Chief stands ready to defend the Wigwam's honor, with Steve's Knuck ready to challenge the tribe... Looks like Mike is there with the Vincent, just in case he decides to set a land speed record through Madrid in his swim trunks...

Photo #4: An immaculate 1950 Triumph Thunderbird, with the reflection of a photographer looking longingly at the coveted tachometer-faced speedometer just above the patented Lucas discharge meter.

Photo #5: A rare and exotic Ducati racer, last seen hitting it's stride leaving Bologna, until it was spotted in... Belen. Ok, I am totally making up the last one...

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