Saturday, April 20, 2019

From The Dept. Of What We Did Today

Rode over thata way in Wisconsin. Some pavement. Some gravel. And some pictures.


Maiden Rock, the hub of the Flood Run. Same thing as every year: black Harley's;
riders in doo-rags; skull t-shirts and not a lot of interesting bikes to look at. For gawd's sake, would someone ride an old BSA, or Norton or even a Harley built before 1981?

Separated at birth. And you thought there were a lot of
black Harley's and doo -rags in Maiden Rock? 
Holy schnikes, look at the yellow on them thangs.
At least there was one interesting thing to see in Maiden Rock.
Ford hot-rod that was primo cherry.


Finally.Old panhead for sale along the side of the road in Pepin.

If you want the real Flood Run, it is the shit where no one else on a cruiser
 will ever, ever, ever go. Yes, curvy roads or gravel. That's the ticket.

Gravel: it's whats for dinner.

Blah blah blah. And look, more blah blah blah.

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