"Rouser" Rob Galan


Feed him enough booze or mind-expanding botanicals and eventually even the surliest biker will own up to at least one mancrush from his days in the saddle. There's something about the shared experience of hard times on the highway that bonds men together. One dude and two girls I know who shall remain nameless have told me all about their love for the subject of this month's 21 interview. I too have felt the healing power of Rouser Rob's magic, so I understand their infatuation. Everyone who has met the wizard from Corpitos, Texas, will tell you this lovable builder and bikerider exudes the kind of energy that lights up a room. Or a joint. With Rouser Rob, you never know.




Name: Robert J. Galan

Age: 35

Business: Rouser Works, a.k.a. Trouser Works (Editor's note: presently defunct so its owner can See The World)

Hometown: Corpitos, Tejas




Coworkers: None, and there is a reason. According to my old friend Chevo, "I'm just too spaced out." It's always the same complaints or questions when I work for a shop. "You're too slow." "What do you mean you'll be in Mexico for 3 weeks?" "How come money doesn't motivate you?" "What the hell does the moon have to do with your lunch break?"

Riding buddies: I got a couple here in Corpitos. One is a straight-laced government worker that can't leave his motos alone and is on a constant freakout. Then there is a free-spirited metro-chopper-sexual guy that is always a hit with the ladies. These two are great to be around. One reminds me where I'm headed and the other helps me remember the good times past




First time on two wheels: The first time I got on two wheels was with my Uncle Bob. Hhad a '70s Honda: big fairing, thick seat, all kinds of bullshit all over the place. After what seemed like a six-hour session of mowing his property on a slow riding mower, he took me into town to get a 1/2 gallon of my first addiction: ice cream. I’ll never forget that ride. I was super scared, we were flying down those country roads at what felt like 100 miles per hour, and I'm sure my uncle was high as a kite

First hand-built motorcycle: TFL. Sure I helped in a few other builds before this one, but TFL was mine, out of my brain, with my fuckups. This moto was and still is my personal R&D machine. If a part or idea can stand up to my abuse and stupidity, then it gets the green light for future use




Earliest two-wheeled adventure: I clearly remember trying to avoid my Dad's hand of fury as he was driving his car and flailing his right arm behind him in an effort to control my brother's and my excitement, coupled with fear and wonder coming from the back seat of his Tornado. or was it a Cutlass? He yelled, "DON'T LOOK AT THEM!" We couldn't resist the sound, sight, and emotion generated by the motorcycles outside our window. There it was, the pivotal moment in my life that left an invisible code for my brain to compute at a later date that would take me down my current path. Thanks Dad!

Most recent two-wheeled adventure: EDR 2011, the two wheels part wasn't so much the adventure as was the 10 hours I spent blowing up Rubens toilet! Never eat shredded beef with fly larva




Current stable of bikes and projects: TFL 3.9, KTM 200XC-W, '02 Buell X1 and an old Boss Hogg 24" cruiser with shitty one-piece cranks

Tool I wish I had but don't: A high-powered telescope, probably a reflector type. And I mean super high powered, I want to see those purple gasses in the nebula that are out there, I've seen them before and would like to do so again. Astronomy has always been something I've been into. The wonder of space and its contents can keep me occupied for hours




Tool I have but wish I didn't: My IT machine, aka the "Time Waster." Yes it's useful in so many ways, but damn—how long can I play solitare or search Craigslist for the elusive deal on an XR400 or ragged-out Buell?

Heaven on Earth: A desolate beach with a good waist- to chest-high wave, add a 9-foot longboard, a sack of the Devil's Lawn, and an ice chest stocked with sweet tea and tasty treats. I've been there before (minus the ice chest), and I'll be there again

Proudest moment: Surviving Y2K. I was loaded up: gas, food, guns, ammo, weed, 'shrooms, and batteries in Big Bend on the river crossing over to Boquias, Mexico. Not a damn thing happened, good thing, 'cause I was trippin out!




Darkest secret: I like watching animals fuck. The bigger the animal, the greater the excitement level! Dog's just don't cut it for me anymore, it's the horses and cows that really get me fired up

Deepest fear: Aliens. This is a serious answer

Biggest regret: None. As soon as you have one, it’s over. I can't say a mistake equals a regret; we learn from our mistakes but most of us spiral downward due to regrets. So I say no regrets, ever




Reason for being: To make it to the end. I believe it's headed this way; I just want to make the full pull before the buzzer sounds

If I lost my right arm: That would be a sad day. But things always get better. Let's get all Terminator up in here! Sign me up for the bionic treatment, I couldn't go without the everyday doings my arms afford me. What a horrible question!




Thanks: Joe from Central Texas H-D, for letting me in. And to Bob Bailey from Vail, Colorado. Thanks for passing on your knowledge. I love you Mom!







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Commented on 7-6-2011 At 05:04 am

this guy gets it...

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 05:49 am

add me to the list of man crushes on rob - he's dreamy

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 07:04 am

I'm proud to consider Rob a good friend.

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 08:08 am

rob is a rad dude, great wright up!

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 08:16 am

cool write up. i love that guys chop. one of the coolest sportsters ive ever seen!

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 08:19 am

+1 Sumo, Rob is sooooo dreamy..haha

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 08:32 am

had the pleasure of hanging out with rob more than once and look forward to many more (more like edr less like gr3) - the energy thing is spot on!

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 08:34 am

this was fun to read. one of the raddest dudes i know. hands down. fly on brother.

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 08:36 am

thanks for the shout out homie. i'm changing my bike up right now and i'm doing half ass job and the wrong tool.

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 08:38 am

oh yeah, Corpitos por vida.

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 08:44 am

Rob tattooed a dirty tooth on my arm with a gun hooked up to a motorcycle battery inside of a horse barn in Texas (I'm from Ohio). He will always be with me. hahaha

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 09:31 am

sportys weed, shrooms and a little beastiality never hurt nobody.

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 10:08 am

Rob, I will never forget that night in Mexico, it was special and changed my life. Please bring lube next time.

Love you and miss you.


Commented on 7-6-2011 At 10:19 am

Inspirational character, that Rouser is. Always someone I can look to for advice on exotic tasty treats.

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 12:48 pm

He's the Shark Puncher prez for a reason...just an all 'round cool dude. If his smile doesn't make you want to smile then you're just a fucking weirdo.

You know that nude photo is old - no ass-tats!

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 01:30 pm

Rob's green/brown "Gimmick" bike was the final reason that I decided on a Sporty. Had wanted one for years anyway but when I saw that thing, I was sold. I love his bikes and have heard that he's a rad dude even though I haven't met him. Heard that he's on a summer long cruise around the states. Safe travels back home to Texas, Rouser.

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 02:49 pm

Good shit, I love these 21 articles.

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 04:36 pm

What can one say about Rouser Rob, this guy is the real deal.

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 08:15 pm

awwww.. look at young Trouser! So cute.. I'll always have a special "spot" on my inner butt cheek for Rob, really..

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 08:39 pm

I was there in the horse barn in texas during the tattoo party. Interesting is about all I can say. I didn't really "meet" Rob while he and his crew was there, but he seemed like a decent cat. Cool fuckin bike for sure! I'll never forget that thing.

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 09:00 pm

I fucking love Roberto Rouserico.

(Rob, I failed to send those links. I will. Your mind will fucking implode.)

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 09:09 pm

The third to last photo is amazing. Not in a gay way... Do you know who did it?

Commented on 7-6-2011 At 09:52 pm

I'll join in on the swingin' on the dick party. Rob is a Sporty ruler who's always ahead of the curve. I look forward to what he's going to throw down next in Sporsterdome....and yeah, he's dreamy too.

Commented on 7-7-2011 At 07:05 am

I like women.

Commented on 7-7-2011 At 08:34 am

ARousing TexMex Gypsy...

Commented on 7-7-2011 At 09:59 am

I'm only allowed 5 mexican friends, Robs in there somewhere.

Commented on 7-7-2011 At 11:13 am

post #22 her name is leann mueller.
she takes pictures of jayZ and motley crue. for some reason she just showed up at our thursday night hang out and set up to take pics.

Commented on 7-7-2011 At 01:22 pm

One very cool and likeable Caballero I met once at the Lake Skinner bash. Digable Sporty too!

Commented on 7-7-2011 At 04:42 pm

Rob, I seriously cant believe you slept with Mrs. Salas. I mean, you were 7 so I am sure you were working your magic. But I think it was your dark toned skin and her hand on your shoulder that started it all. Or maybe she was high on acid behind those glasses? Regardless, you grew up to be one outstanding Astronomist that doubles as a bike builder. See you in six days!

Commented on 7-7-2011 At 06:35 pm

Killer Sporty!

Commented on 7-7-2011 At 07:00 pm

Mexican? I just thought he was dirty all the time. Good dude. And tough as nails on a bike or on a car hood!

Commented on 7-7-2011 At 10:01 pm


I really dig the 3rd to the last picture-I likes my guys a bit grubby, what can I say? :D

Commented on 7-8-2011 At 07:35 am

You reading all this Rob? You got mad love coming from everywhere. Here too sucka.....toma....

Commented on 7-8-2011 At 03:17 pm

SPFFSP! Our kind Prez!

Commented on 7-10-2011 At 08:16 pm

Way to go Rob, living life!

Commented on 7-11-2011 At 05:32 pm

He's just livin' the chomper lifestyle.

Commented on 7-11-2011 At 06:34 pm

Thanks to all yall for digging on my doings. Sporto's rule, and Buell is not dead! And to clear up a few questions, yes I'm a mexi-can, and I'm the pot-belly, four-eyed kid dressed in brown in the front row of my second grade class photo.

Eat it!


Commented on 7-17-2011 At 04:17 am

That's the least creepy van picture I've seen in awhile.

Commented on 11-17-2013 At 12:14 pm

A blast from the past... I'm looking for Rouser Rob, A.K.A. ROOOBOT

Did he ever come back from traveling the world?

Commented on 4-22-2016 At 10:53 am

Robot! Damn! First at the Giddy Up and now on my monitor......nice write up, don't make'em like this kid any more. Did you tell'em what you were doing during Y2K?

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