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The Bikes and Bike Projects -
The
project pages (links to left) are in top-down format. Everyone crabbed
that the pics were too small so larger pics went up and that forced me
to re-format the pages.
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I
am a motorcycle junkie, and perfectly fine with that. I don't drink or
dope any more so this jones I'm keepin'! My Wife teases me every chance
she gets about what gets my attention. When we're out and about and a nice
bike rolls by, I WILL gawk to be sure. What she teases me about is I rarely
give a second glance to a buxom babe walking by and pay more attention
to the burger I'm eating instead. What else in life is there other than
a good bike, a good dog, a good Wife, a good guitar, and of course a good
bar burger? Besides, if sex were everything, everything I own would have
boobs. One pair is enough and the Wife wouldn't have it any other way.
;-)
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What
can I say, I love the old-school looks. Well, hell, I AM old school! I
remember a day when "biker" was a title earned and respected. Today any
Izod/Dockers wearin yuppie with a fat wallet and pelenty of plastic can
go out and buy a sled, slap on a piece of leather, and strut around like
they're one of the bros. They ain't foolin' the real McCoys. The guys that
built their bikes on their kitchen table or living room floor don't fool
easily, and I'm one of 'em. I have all the respect in the world for all
motorcycle nuts of all kinds. but imposters, no.
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It
takes greasy hands, busted knuckles, hours of wrenching, and sacrifice
not to mention thousands of miles in the saddle to earn the title "Biker".
By the same token, the bike doesn't make the man, the man makes the bike.
If the bike were more important the bikes would be riding us, not the other
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