Amy Sue Sporty

Advanced Search

Contributors

Recent Blogs

Amy Sue Sporty

I like to ride motorcycles, and I love to go to motorcycle events. I live in the midwest with my husband Benny. I enjoy working on my 76 Ironhead, and I have a 2007 1200 Nightster that I have ridden across the country, as well as a 2015 Softail Slim that has taken me to California and back. I share my adventures, tips and tricks and of course everything that happens along the way on my blog. I'm just a nerd who likes good times good people and good beer. Follow me on Instagram and Facebook. -Amy

Content Posted by Amy Sue Sporty

The 2020 Greasiest Motorcycle Show

By Benny Stucker, Amy Sue Sporty
November 9, 2020
Events, Features, Motorcycles
November 9, 2020
No comments

This year has been a tough one. We have all sat inside, missed our favorite concerts, regular beach vacations, family reunions, the list goes on.

Amy and Benny take on the 80th Sturgis Rally

By Benny Stucker, Amy Sue Sporty
October 12, 2020
Events, Features, Motorcycles
October 12, 2020
No comments

This year has proven to be a year of constant surprises.

2020 Cycle Showcase

By Benny Stucker, Amy Sue Sporty
March 26, 2020
Events, Features, Motorcycles
March 26, 2020
1 comment

The Cycle Showcase STL 2020 was held on February 1 - 2, downtown St. Louis on Delmar Avenue.

Focus: Mama Tried Motorcycle Show 2019

By Benny Stucker, Amy Sue Sporty
April 29, 2019
Features, Motorcycles, People, What's Happening
April 29, 2019
1 comment

Photos by Benny Stucker - Words by Amy Sue Sporty

The 2nd Annual Reunion Show

By Benny Stucker, Amy Sue Sporty
November 19, 2018
Events, Features, Motorcycles
November 19, 2018
No comments

"When you visit downtown Indianapolis, you have to see the architecture."

April Fuels 2018

By Benny Stucker, Amy Sue Sporty
July 16, 2018
Events, Features
July 16, 2018
2 comments

Words by Amy Sue Sporty - Photos by Benny Stucker - Waking up to a crisp 38 degree morning (with a stiff neck and back from the 292 mile journey to Edinburgh, Indiana the day before) I, for one, was glad we were all crammed in a Red Roof motel room that smelled like stale beer and faint cigarette smoke, listening to snoring and stifled voices, and not camping.