Showing posts with label Choppers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Choppers. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Canned

These pics are no secret, but some don't realize Bob Hite of Canned Heat was a big bad ass biker. That's him on his Panhead, also, performing in the clip below at Woodstock 1969. Apparently a fun lovable guy that liked to party, and it eventually killed him. Look how he just welcomes that burnt hippie on stage, and gives him a smoke.
Here's the rest of the band doing a photo shoot. Notice something? Ryan Grossmans Dean Lanza survivor "Quicksilver" right in the middle.

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

A little Hump Day History..

So I'll explain the background image on my page and it's significance. Alabama's history regarding custom culture and motorcycle circles, as opposed to say California, Jersey, hell even Sweden, Is a lot more thin and harder to trace back. The community and interest was smaller than in other places, and seems the exposure was almost non existent. I mean there were tons of people doing it in the South, but you cannot simply search old Easy Riders or the internet and find evidence of it. I pride myself in my detective work and ability to pick the brains of our older generation in hopes to gain knowledge and share their stories long after they are gone. So, the image is of one of those Alabama custom pioneers. Mr. Raymond Horne. Unfortunately I was a little late in finding out about Ray, as he passed away two summers ago in July I believe, but thankfully I was able to archive a mess of photos sharing his past before they have now long disappeared. Oddly enough, on one of our trips, Duane broke away from the pack abruptly into a gravel lot, we turned shortly after and pulled in to see him two handing his face on the window of this shop. Now that all the data has been processed and researched, but unknowing at the time, this was Raymond's shop. Although instead of sissy bars and peanut tanks on the walls, it was leather touring bags, replacement softail grips, and twin cam sitting in the showroom area. By this time I think Duane had knew about this shop and heard that all his old fab tools and pan / shovel goodies had been sold and the focus was more on apparel. BUT.. Before me or any of my buddies had been born, Ray and his crew had been tearing up the streets and "Doin It" long beofre in the 70's / 80's. So heres some rad stuff from Custom Cycle HD, I will share more later on. RIP Ray
That's Raymond behind the wide glide with the frizzy fro
Ray's 48 Pan with shovel heads and with pan heads
Swingers
Show / Swap in Georgia
Raymond Horne, I by no means own these photos, and if you feel the need to take them for yourself or re post, I ask that you at least mention the man. Thanks Daniel BT

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Detective Creek Critters

Oh ya, I think your sought after cheetah sissy bar is pretty awesome, really ties the bike together, but do you have one of these?? Nick is building a long bike, pretty strange considering his track record with stock length HD springers, but very cool. He picked up a sissy pole for it that has a neat past. Our buddy Clayton reached out to him, aside from his love for big twins, his soft spot for Triumphs reminded him of one specific "glory days" chopper that had said sissy pole. Check it! Def not a produced piece, this S.O.B is heavy as a front end, and was built for that bike. cool chopper history, pic was yanked from Chris at ZZ Chop. FURR OUT MANNN

Monday, December 4, 2017

Is the band splitting up??

The funny way that Duane likes to ask if all of us are growing apart and getting too old to participate in all the shenanigans and bad decision we used to make.. In some ways he's right, but also could not be anymore wrong. Our circle and extended others have been fortunate enough to grow up and stick with one another as friends, and in some cases, family, for over 10 years. We have loved, fought, and lost during that time. As some of us get married, have kids, start eating better, kick cigarettes, or start checking our blood pressure during our weekly grocery store runs, it is easy to feel like all the partying and comradery has started it's process of fading away. But.. It hasn't. We just have found a new way of doing it. Bike's are still getting built and ridden, people are still getting high and making up dumb things to say that eventually we'll wear out as running jokes, still meeting new friends, still telling the same old stories, and hopefully still inspiring each other. I am starting this blog today and will continue to update you on things of both new and old. Not because i need to stand out, or my message is too important for other social media platforms, but because this is the era that makes me most happy. This is when most of my own sweet memories were given birth, during the blog days. So, check in and check out when you please. My grammer is shit and i tend to type too much, but I have lost 20 pounds in the last 2 months.. See ya!
As the trips begin, so do the poor eating habits and extended gas stops. Secretly one of my favorite parts about bike trips.
Kissy Monster inc. store front. Charlotte, NC
group hug
Clutch hub nut repairs. There was actually a dusty old harley sitting in that shed but no room to haul it home with us.
Always happy to lend a hand when a Honda isn't running right.