Back when the Transcontinental Railroad’s golden spoke was still gleaming, the industrial East and the wild West linked by the locomotive, and a young United States still recovering from a bloody Civil War, two books brought relief, comfort and hope across the country. One would be the Bible, the other the Sears mail-order catalog. Founded […]
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Hey, I try to search for inside scoop material for the Sunday Post and Cantina Members. Sometimes that’s a daunting task, but today, we have a couple of exclusives, and inside notions. Ray Wheeler, Dr. Willie, and I are scrambling to complete the repairs to the Salt Shaker and pull it off the lift. Then
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Hey, I try to search for inside scoop material for the Sunday Post and Cantina Members. Sometimes that’s a daunting task, but today, we have a couple of exclusives, and inside notions. Ray Wheeler, Dr. Willie, and I are scrambling to complete the repairs to the Salt Shaker and pull it off the lift. Then
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Hey, This is going to be damn short. I’m packing to fly to Vegas for the OCC/Jesse build off. Pilgrim Studios asked me to be a judge. In the fine print they call me a critic. Should be interesting. Can I ride each bike around chilly Vegas. Don’t you think a road test should be
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Hey, This is going to be damn short. I’m packing to fly to Vegas for the OCC/Jesse build off. Pilgrim Studios asked me to be a judge. In the fine print they call me a critic. Should be interesting. Can I ride each bike around chilly Vegas. Don’t you think a road test should be
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Hey, I was going to piss and moan about the holidays getting in the way of building motorcycles and making progress. We need some more Progressive travel limiters for our new 430 13-inch shocks. We need some James Panhead tins gaskets to wrap up the Salt Shaker. We’re burnin’ daylight. Plus, I thought this news
‘Tis The Season Sunday Post Read More »
Hey, I was going to piss and moan about the holidays getting in the way of building motorcycles and making progress. We need some more Progressive travel limiters for our new 430 13-inch shocks. We need some James Panhead tins gaskets to wrap up the Salt Shaker. We’re burnin’ daylight. Plus, I thought this news
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I was going crazy. I was horny as hell and had the blues as I wandered into the new Easyriders Saloon and Steakhouse in Sturgis, on Lazelle. The wind whistled across the nearly abandoned street on Thanksgiving Day. The thermometer on the outside of the new western-styled clapboard, three-story building read 39 degrees. I needed
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I was going crazy. I was horny as hell and had the blues as I wandered into the new Easyriders Saloon and Steakhouse in Sturgis, on Lazelle. The wind whistled across the nearly abandoned street on Thanksgiving Day. The thermometer on the outside of the new western-styled clapboard, three-story building read 39 degrees. I needed
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The arguably rare, at least to Western eyes, Hungarian Pannonia 250 had been perfectly matched to Duna “bullet nose” sidecar when found by its owner, an admitted “professional computer geek whilst at the 2009 Daytona Bike Week where she ambled into the motorcycle auction to find a bike suitable for AHRMA bike racing. “Unfortunately that
Hungary’s Best and Last Motorcycle: 1969 Pannonia Read More »
The arguably rare, at least to Western eyes, Hungarian Pannonia 250 had been perfectly matched to Duna “bullet nose” sidecar when found by its owner, an admitted “professional computer geek whilst at the 2009 Daytona Bike Week where she ambled into the motorcycle auction to find a bike suitable for AHRMA bike racing. “Unfortunately that
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Hey, Look out, it’s almost Thanksgiving. We are headed rapidly into the holidays. My god, run for your lives. Santa Clause stumbled into the Chowder Barge last night and told dirty jokes. I worked on the Bikernet Headquarters, posted Bill’s Legislative news, worked out, and grappled with a slight gas leak on my mudflap girl
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Hey, Look out, it’s almost Thanksgiving. We are headed rapidly into the holidays. My god, run for your lives. Santa Clause stumbled into the Chowder Barge last night and told dirty jokes. I worked on the Bikernet Headquarters, posted Bill’s Legislative news, worked out, and grappled with a slight gas leak on my mudflap girl
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Hey, Another amazing day in paradise. I woke up this morning feeling like I was attacked by the hangover king, but I had one short Jack on the rocks last night and watched an amazing 1940 Rita Hayworth movie. The movie was written, produced, and directed by the same guy. Amazing, what folks can do,
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Hey, Another amazing day in paradise. I woke up this morning feeling like I was attacked by the hangover king, but I had one short Jack on the rocks last night and watched an amazing 1940 Rita Hayworth movie. The movie was written, produced, and directed by the same guy. Amazing, what folks can do,
SUPER SUNDAY POST ACTION Read More »
The steam-bike (wonder why it never caught on): Antique motorcycle expected to break world record price at auction It is a bike whose inventor was once arrested for riding it but later released when police couldn’t work out what crime he had committed. And with a record like that it’s not hard to see why
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The steam-bike (wonder why it never caught on): Antique motorcycle expected to break world record price at auction It is a bike whose inventor was once arrested for riding it but later released when police couldn’t work out what crime he had committed. And with a record like that it’s not hard to see why
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1819 Pedal Power – Early Motorcycle Dreams The original “Wild Ones” tear up a dirt track in this 1819 painting of the “Hobby Horse” by French artist Maurice Rosseau. At least you got plenty of exercise. What Goes Around, Comes Around… A Little Motorcycle Pre-History The story of the “motor-cycle” begins back
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1819 Pedal Power – Early Motorcycle Dreams The original “Wild Ones” tear up a dirt track in this 1819 painting of the “Hobby Horse” by French artist Maurice Rosseau. At least you got plenty of exercise. What Goes Around, Comes Around… A Little Motorcycle Pre-History The story of the “motor-cycle” begins back
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Hey, Damn, we’re slamming directly into the holidays once more. The weather has gone to shit in big chunks of the country, and the bastards turned the clocks back, so it will get darker earlier. How does that make sense? We need more light in the winter. Ah, but we always have the Sunday Post
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Hey, Damn, we’re slamming directly into the holidays once more. The weather has gone to shit in big chunks of the country, and the bastards turned the clocks back, so it will get darker earlier. How does that make sense? We need more light in the winter. Ah, but we always have the Sunday Post
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Hey, It’s Halloween and the cute girls are out, wearing the hottest outfits. It was outfit city around here all week, girls coming and going scouring through Sin Wu’s secret stash. Of course we were in the shop trying to figure out the Salt shaker. We have install a new Dyna S single fire ignition
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Hey, It’s Halloween and the cute girls are out, wearing the hottest outfits. It was outfit city around here all week, girls coming and going scouring through Sin Wu’s secret stash. Of course we were in the shop trying to figure out the Salt shaker. We have install a new Dyna S single fire ignition
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It was dark the night I rode into Rockingchair, North Carolina and found a small dank bar in the back of a motel. I don’t remember a name on the dark front as I rolled in on my stretched Shovelhead. It wasn’t anything to look at, and neither was I. I had ridden a thousand
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