go to the mountains

Don't buy that new TV, fuck the riding lawnmower. Take that suburban consumerism cash and ride your motorcycle in the Alps. It is worth every penny.

Model Citizens

 

 

Some plastic seen at the auction today.

Cadillac Road Trip in 1947

Saw a scrapbook at the auction today. A young teenager's view of a drive from New York to California in 1947. The route was across Pennsylvania on the Turnpike, through the heartland to Salt Lake City. Then they went through Indian Country and stopped at a dude ranch. Their trip finished in San Francisco. He kept reciepts, post cards and permits, pretty much everything from the trip. It was interesting to see tourist travel well documented. Here are a few auto related highlights.

From these pics it seems there was a lot of tire trouble. High heat, heavy load and long miles must have killed those shitty bias ply tires. Thank God Michelin invented radials.

June wanderings

The local auction house had some vintage whiskey bottles from a Willimantic bottler. Chet is Mr. Willimantic so we went and came home with one.

 

Thursday took a ride to Americase at Lake George, NY with L8N8 and Brendan.

 

Brendan's brannd new CVO started popping out of gear, so he bailed in New Boston, Mass. Harleys are becoming shitboxes again.

 

                                                               My bike started gushing gas in Fort Ann, NY. N8 had to go and buy some tools to get the tank off. Luckily it was just a rubber gas line failure.

Fixed and a victory beer, or two.

 

Mase it to the lake. Fuckers wanted $10 to park. We pulled into a hotel and used their shit for free.

 

                                               A couple more beers and some waitresses.

Snuck into rally HQ, then checked out the demo tents.

Rode home 200 miles in the rain and barely made it to work for 10 pm.

 

Saturday the rain stopped and I went for a spin with Max.

 

Has a couple cheeseburgers at DWMC.

Rivers were raging.

 

Mysterious Russian jet at Bradley Field.

 

Sunday was a Subaru Rally for free and a swim in the lake.

 

Next mission: Hillclimbs at Laconia Bike Week.

top o da world

Bullit McQueen on Flickr

Honda 125 Super Sport

Road & Track December 1961

Help a guy out, for fuck's sake.

 

                                                               Urban Myth #14
                                                              Biker Brotherhood.
This guy was broken down on the road across the street from Stash's in New London during a poker run. In the time I noticed him trying to fix his bike, over 200 "Righteous Bros" rode past him. Not one bike, not one, stopped to see if he needed a hand. We walked over, tried to push start him and finally diagnosed a loose ground wire to the frame and got it running. Why did nobody stop? Because he had a flashy jacket and that automatically meant "RICE BURNER"?
No, morons, it was a Buell, made by the holiest Harley-Davidson.
So the next time you hear somebody waxing poetically about 'The Brotherhood of the Road', tell them to shut the fuck up.

Happy Memorial Hour this Friday

May get warmer

Strange week, I have seen snow flurries at Mount Greylock to possible tornados and 80 degree temps. It has been cold so long I am shocked it is already Memorial Day weekend. My official start of Summer.