Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Then the other way:
My best picture at the show I think.
Fucking amazing art!!!
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Thursday, November 3, 2011
This 1989 Softail has been in my life since I was the tender age of 16 (and a half). My dad and I had taken it to the chopping block since the day we bought it, and although it has seen better days, I feel it has blossomed into the hardcore, dirty ass utilitarian death machine you see here. I will never part from this "Weapon of Choice" being that I have over a decade, and endless/undocumented miles upon its hand made saddle. Almost every part on this heap has been touched, or broken by me, and an even smaller amount of parts, have been made by the hands and minds of myself, and a group of dear friends...each part has a story, and there are more to come. I hope to redo the shit out of this bike come winter, hopefully displaying the skills I have obtained while experimenting on my bike, and in turn, I will be able to rack up another couple of decades riding it to places unknown...I just have to stop riding it long enough to actually pull off a tune up/face lift. Ride safe assholes.
Dirty Bitches like to be "choked" sometimes (shitty CV intake buy me)
Cut down brake lever, homemade T-Bars, and a sticker