Shit is cold out here in MN these days. Been busy working on the EBONY QUEEN. Listening to a lot of Pussy Galore. Just got my slot in the Donnie Smith show so definitely come out and have a look see for yourself. Im hoping to bring a little California style presentation to the midwest. Its funny - last year, I walked outta the Donnie Smith show rolling a girder and wheel out he door. This year, Im rolling that shit right back in.
Sweet Tooth Leather (the air cleaner is particularly awesome):
Another Sporty with no mufflers:
Brett's "The Gypsy":
...and the honorary Sportster of the night was Dan's Royal Enfield. He's been modifying it a lot lately and just put a Sportster tank on it. I like it.
Speaking of Dan, he recently pointed out that most photos on my blog don't have people in them. It's true. I typically go out of my way to put the focus completely on the motorcycles featured in each photograph. I try to limit distractions in each photo and will occasionally go so far as to edit out people and things that happen get caught in the frame such as a random handlebar from a neighboring bike or a stray arm or leg of someone who was standing or walking nearby. Besides, would you really keep coming back to my blog if it was only filled with photos like this?
It's at this point that I can imagine Dan pointing out that featuring more photos such as the one above might drastically improve my female readership. He might be right, but I remain skeptical.
Chasing the suns slow drop to our evening camping site at one of the best bars in the mid-west - the Parisville Saloon. A true home away from home thanks to gracious owners Poncho and his lovely wife Kelly. If you are traveling around the thumb on a motorcycle do yourself a huge favor and stop and say hello. We were all happily road weary from a great day in the saddle but the night was just getting started...and some things were about to happen.