This just in from Bravaria, spy shot of newest Beemer.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Major scoop on IronWorks Blog... new BMW revealed....
This just in from Bravaria, spy shot of newest Beemer.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
2nd annual OctoberFest gathering....
Yes, we can hardly believe it ourselves that another riding season is (gulp, dare we say)drawing to a close? That all depends on the weather, I suppose. But what the hey, there's reason to celebrate on Oct. 16 as we host the 2nd annual IronWorks October Fest Party. This will entail our version of a mini Burning Man which has now been dubbed, "Burn the Giant Wood Man". Tim has graciously donated a rickety 5-foot step ladder as the support structure of which various hunks of scrap wood will be liberally applied. Nothing gives the middle finger to the onset of cold weather more than a giant bonfire in the backyard. So here is how it works: bring your favorite October Fest Beer (a six pack will work just fine.) Toss it into the cooler - mix the bottles up - and grab whatever comes out. (Sorry, light beer is not invited to this party and will be escorted off the premises by on-site security.) Also at this very moment our man Christian is brewing up a special October Fest beer for this must-attend event. (rumor has it that Liz Taylor will be there....). In addition to beer, bring a snack or some special crock-potty concoction otherwise the Fair Marie will go all Martha Stewart on my ass and will worry about people "going hungry".
WHEN: Saturday, Oct. 16, 2010
TIME: 6:30 PM
WHERE: Pond's house......
WHEN: Saturday, Oct. 16, 2010
TIME: 6:30 PM
WHERE: Pond's house......
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
Thursday, September 02, 2010
Notes, observations, musings and other nonsense from Indy....
The good: Generally the people of Indianapolis are a friendly lot.
The bad: Except for the thieves who stole Jeff's bike 20-yards from the hotel's front door.
More bad: the front desk staff at the Airport Ramada; pretty much they told Jeff in so many words after the theft of his motorcycle: "not our problem. Now, go away." Essentially, the hotel did nothing to help Jeff. You guys suck.
The good: Ducati Island. When nearly all bike manufacturers are pulling the plug on promo efforts during these turbulent economic times, it was good to see that Ducati went all out. Ducati Island was a more popular destination on the infield that included not only bike displays, vendors, local clubs, but an autograph session with Nicky Haden (I got me one. hahahahaha); a fashion show and a dedicated Ducati seating area along turn one.
The bad: a young rider lost his life on the track Sunday morning. This happended during a race for the USGP Rider's Union series, which is a feeder program for US GP racing efforts.
The good- Lamar, our waiter at the Steak and Shake. He epitomized a great attitude and good service, and he was very polite. Our hats off to his mother for raising him right.
The good - A a flat track victory for Kawasaki on Saturday night at the Indy Mile's main event. It was also great to see Triumph and Ducati in the field.
The good - The Indiana State Police; the trooper only gave Adam a "fix it" ticket for his undertail license plate that was.... well..... not completely visable. Though he sneaked up on us in his steel-gray unmarked Ford Mustang; he was a nice guy. His mother, like Lamar's, raise him right.
Driving back home after the races on Sunday, it was damn near a speedway along the interstate from Indy to Chi-town. Driving through Chicago was crazy-chaotic. There is no easy way to get around Chicago that isn't white knuckle. The urban sprawl is amazing and it starts 30 or more miles away from the heart of the Windy City. And Gary, Ind., sorry, but you are still the butt hole of America.
Thanks to our new friends from Missouri who opened up their cooler to us. Though we clearly had not bought enough beer on Friday, they helped us through our difficult moment.
WTF is up with all the used tire shops around Indianapolis?
Umbrella girls are nice. It was hot; crowded and they managed to smile after literally thousands of photos with old guys and pimply faced teenaged boys. They are truly good sports.
The bad: Except for the thieves who stole Jeff's bike 20-yards from the hotel's front door.
More bad: the front desk staff at the Airport Ramada; pretty much they told Jeff in so many words after the theft of his motorcycle: "not our problem. Now, go away." Essentially, the hotel did nothing to help Jeff. You guys suck.
The good: Ducati Island. When nearly all bike manufacturers are pulling the plug on promo efforts during these turbulent economic times, it was good to see that Ducati went all out. Ducati Island was a more popular destination on the infield that included not only bike displays, vendors, local clubs, but an autograph session with Nicky Haden (I got me one. hahahahaha); a fashion show and a dedicated Ducati seating area along turn one.
The bad: a young rider lost his life on the track Sunday morning. This happended during a race for the USGP Rider's Union series, which is a feeder program for US GP racing efforts.
The good- Lamar, our waiter at the Steak and Shake. He epitomized a great attitude and good service, and he was very polite. Our hats off to his mother for raising him right.
The good - A a flat track victory for Kawasaki on Saturday night at the Indy Mile's main event. It was also great to see Triumph and Ducati in the field.
The good - The Indiana State Police; the trooper only gave Adam a "fix it" ticket for his undertail license plate that was.... well..... not completely visable. Though he sneaked up on us in his steel-gray unmarked Ford Mustang; he was a nice guy. His mother, like Lamar's, raise him right.
Driving back home after the races on Sunday, it was damn near a speedway along the interstate from Indy to Chi-town. Driving through Chicago was crazy-chaotic. There is no easy way to get around Chicago that isn't white knuckle. The urban sprawl is amazing and it starts 30 or more miles away from the heart of the Windy City. And Gary, Ind., sorry, but you are still the butt hole of America.
Thanks to our new friends from Missouri who opened up their cooler to us. Though we clearly had not bought enough beer on Friday, they helped us through our difficult moment.
WTF is up with all the used tire shops around Indianapolis?
Umbrella girls are nice. It was hot; crowded and they managed to smile after literally thousands of photos with old guys and pimply faced teenaged boys. They are truly good sports.
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