PER QUALCHE DOLLARO IN PIU

I love spaghetti westerns. Eastwood's the shit... So, I threw some Ennio Morricone behind this new video. The text in the background is from old chopper movie posters. Crack a beer and burn one - enjoy.

Sturgis storms -

In 4 days, i'll be heading out for Sturgis. My old man, our good friend Doug from Phoenix, and I are heading up early. Doug's riding his 47' knuckle, I'm on the Chop, and my dad is riding his Soft-tail. We'll take most of the day to get there, but the ride from Denver is amazing and we'll almost certainly run into a few obstacles. When I think of Sturgis, I automatically think of storms - big ones. No matter which way you come from, you're gonna go through weather that'll throw hail, lightning, heavy rain, and/or wind at you. It's what makes riding a motorcycle so miserably fun. It may suck when you're in it, but looking back, I loved going through every one of the storms I've hit on my bike. It's what makes it so memorable. If I didn't like it, I'd drive a cage - that's some funny shit.
- Speed up, change routes, or wait it out. Get ready for it, it's coming -

Famous Last Words

Hold my beer, watch this......
I would not be living right now if I owned a Crotch-Rocket. I have absolutely no problem with any bike - if its got two-wheels, I'm into it- but my life expectancy would plummet if I had a Rocket. Here are some examples why...
Whether you enjoy:
Flying thru the air....

Being ran over...

Sliding across gravel and pavement...

Facing the opposite direction, upside-down....

Or laying on a road with flames shooting out of your bike...

--Speed Kills, Live Fast--

These guys have got balls......

DiCE Party - Des Moines Part 2

Rich and I tore out of Denver on Friday, the 14th of May, to get to Des Moines that night. We made it to Lincoln, NE and spent the night before we ran ourselves off of the road. Rich and I were both running on about 4 hours of sleep. We got to Des Moines the next day, Saturday, and headed for the party. Partied until after bar-time, slept for a few hours, then headed back to Colorado. Awesome trip - ripped cross-country with Rich and got to know a lot of good people along the way. Also, going back to the Midwest is something I always look forward to. There's a lot of good riding back there and it's where I was raised, so, I love it.
Kung Fu, reminded me of home - Wisconsin, as well as the bar I work at...dirty, good crowd, great music, cheap beer, and fast service.

See-see

A lot of nice bikes showed for this party, from all over...

Tom Fugle's Chop. Interesting guy, got some time to get to know him at last call. Wish I would have had more time, but it was great getting to meet him.

Denver Dan- genuine, cool guy

Got to the hotel in Des Moines and Rich was having a smoke outside when he noticed something on my exhaust. My pipe cracked up by the axle on the way into town. Didn't have time in Iowa to fix it up, so I ripped it off the next morning before heading back to the Mountains - fixing it with Irish Rich at the shop is another post I'll have coming...
Tacos... As many as you can eat.

High Voltage -

Some ACDC for you. Always reminds me of Sturgis when I hear any of their songs, so I threw this vid together while I'm amping up for the trip 400 miles north to the mecca of riding and biker insanity. Say what you want about the Rally - It's not Laconia, it's not Daytona, it's not Laughlin - it's the Black Hills. In my opinion, it doesn't get much better than when you get on some of the back-roads and tear it up on your motorcycle. Shit's going down everywhere you look, but get to know the area and you can be absent from the crowd whenever you feel the need. I'm about as far from a bagger-ridin, cigar-smokin yuppie than anyone and I love Sturgis more than most people I know. So, if that's what you think it's all about - you're clueless as to what you're missing out on. Parties, races, concerts, hillclimbs, motorcycles(every type), women, rowdy bars, camping, events, and one of the best areas to let loose on a motorcycle(on or off-road). For me - two weeks of seeing good friends, riding, camping out, and gettin haggard....

RocknRoll Car/Bike Show - Bandimere Speedway, Morrison, CO

Showed up late, a lot of cars and bikes had left. Here's some that were still around - lots of racing going on though....

Street Chopper -

If only I lived in So Cal...

Love Thy Chopper - Part 3

Hell Ride - Born Free Ride Home

Due to an all-night rendezvous the night of the Born Free Show, my boy Charlie and I didn't make it up to get to the meeting point for the BiltWell 500 at 9a.m. So, we slept in and got on the bikes that next afternoon and planned not to have a plan. As soon as we got on the bikes to leave Long Beach, problems started occurring. Charlie's pipes were torn up by his engine/exhaust ports. Charlie had pipe-wrap on his exhaust, which in my mind, is the whole reason this happened as well as why he never noticed until shit hit the fan. Luckily, Brawny(Sinner) had some pipes and hooked us up. In addition, Dustin(Sinner) also helped us out by letting us use his garage and tools there in Long Beach. These guys helped us out a ton, I'm just glad they were so generous and that we noticed the problem before we hit the desert. Thanks again guys, both for the hospitality and the help. We got his pipe issue fixed up and hit Huntington Beach for the night to get loaded and eat some good food.
The next day, monday, we hit the road to make to the long route back, through Arizona,then Utah and Colorado. By the time we hit Kingman, AZ shit started failing again. Charlie's bike took a shit on Route 66 outside of Kingman. We putted/pushed his bike back to the Harley dealer in town, who helped us out, set Charlie up with some new regulator wires, and got us back on the road. I had never had a better experience at a Dealership before. We got back on the road and made it to Williams, AZ(about 100 miles down the road) where we noticed Harley didn't completely fix the problem, Charlie's battery wasn't holding a charge. So this cool Bike Shop right off of the highway called ahead to Flagstaff and got a shop there to wait around until we got there. We tore over to Flagstaff and the guys at Rick's Cycle fixed Charlie up completely(new stator, as well as regulator and wires). By the time they finished working on his bike the sun was going down and all I wanted to do was get back on the road. We rode up to the Grand Canyon in the dark and camped for the night outside of the Park off of a dirt road(a park ranger stopped me as I pulled into the park and it didn't seem like we were welcome there - but he did tell me where we could camp for free).
The next day we woke up around 7a.m. and got on the road. No problems the whole day. Charlie and I did roughly 700 miles that day, hitting the Grand Canyon, Monument Valley, Garden of the Gods, and Moab to name a few. We hit the heat as well as some wicked sand-storms and 40 mph winds, but the route we took was well worth every bit of it. We rode over Vail Pass around midnight, freezing our asses off, but we made it back in one piece - even though my ass felt like it had been beaten into 10 different pieces from riding my rigid.
This trip from start to finish was a roller-coaster, mostly ups, but a couple downs. Mexico would have been fun, but Charlie's bike breaking down 100 miles south of the border would have been horrible. In all, we had a blast - met some new people, partied with friends, and learned a little about each-other and ourselves in the process. Now, I'm getting ready for a ride through Colorado and then it's off to Sturgis for two weeks. If you're heading to the Hills, enjoy, and I'll possibly see you there.....
And if you didn't make it to the Born Free Show, make sure to plan on it next year - and ride your damn motorcycle.

Check the flag, crazy winds - at our backs for the most-part.

You can see the sand whipping around in this photo if you look closely(on the right)...


- HAPPY 4TH OF JULY -

BLACK HILLS-BLACK MUD

Some Sturgis footage for everyone to view. Rippin new song off of the Black Keys new album with some of the best editing I've done so far if you ask me. For those of you who have never been to Sturgis, there's nothing like it. Some guys avoid it like the plague, but I love being there, mostly the week before when the area is still empty. You'll meet some great people and rip around on some of the baddest roads possible. Forget what you heard and try it out one of these years, the Black Hills - camping,drinking,friends, and motorcycles - can't get much better than that.... Not to mention the performers,races,hill-climbs,concerts,endless bars,women,burn-outs,body-shots,bar dancers,and every other crazy biker situation you can think of. See you in the hills -