I’m currently in the Mediterranean Sea, one day out from Genoa, Italy. I’m learning shit on this cruise that should completely change my outlook on the world, but who the hell knows. I’ll pass a bunch on to you as I sway from port to port. We just passed Gibraltar yesterday, which is almost the southern most point of the continent of Spain. Actually, Algeciras is, but for some reason the British were very concerned about keeping the eight-mile-wide Straights of Gibraltar open for English shipping into the Med so they control Gibraltar. You can imagine that over the years the Spanish got fed up with the limeys in command of their little tiny peninsula, so the Spaniards won’t allow them access to their water supply. Gibraltar is so small that the British had to cement the east coast to prevent the briny Med from washing it away. In the process they developed a system to catch the rain water off the cliff and that’s what they use for their supply of fresh water until they can work out something with the Spanish.
OK, so here’s a report on the vandalism that struck the ship a couple of days before New Year’s. Two women?s cabins were broken into. A purse was stolen from one and cigarettes and a watch out of the other. An investigation was set in motion and three people were immediately looked upon suspiciously. First it was the crew, a bunch of scurvy, but well mannered Filipinos. The second was a religious group that came aboard that evening to entertain the crew. A gypsy formula was applied in their case. They may have sent young guns to the passengers’ rooms while their slinky sister kept the crew smiling. Finally the police told us that there is no specific security at this particular dump of a harbor and people roam the docks and ships freely. There is also a couple of street gangs that make working the docks their form of club fundraising. They usually attack captains’ cabins for cash and electronic equipment.
Two days after the robbery sent the crew and security within the Rickmers company into an uproar, the master stewart returned from cleaning chores with the blonde’s purse. Her wallet was missing but the idiot thief didn’t check the zipper pockets so he missed the credit cards. Then the day after New Year’s the hard-working Antwerp police returned to the ship with Santa’s sack full of loot from the thief’s/drug addict’s apartment. Seems scurvy bloke was riding a bicycle in the snow in the port New Year’s Day. A suspicious character who had already been busted for drug use and ordered to leave the country was roaming the quiet industrial streets of the port. The police pulled him over and questioned him, then after a search discovered something that appeared to be stolen. They then searched his apartment and found a litany of watches, wallets and personal effects that did not belong to him. He went down and everything, including the contents of the wallet was returned, except for the snakeskin wallet. What the hell is going to happen next? Let’s get to the news.
Rudy?s Last Act As Mayor—
Caribbean Report—
Some of you might have missed last week’s report. I was out of town on aflash trip. I’m very sad to report that Roger Bourget’s (from Bourget’sBike Works) oldest daughter, Autumn Marie Bourget, passed away the first of theyear in a motorcycle accident in Phoenix. She was barely 20 years old.Details of the accident are not important, what is, is the dreadful loss fora family that is a very important part of motorcycling now days. Ourmemories and condolences go to the Bourget family, Godspeed Autumn.
A brother recently told me that there is no love like a parent’s love for their child. I have known a couple of friends in the industry who have lost their children recently to various causes. This is the third and hopefully the last. Our deepest sympathy to the Bourgets.–Bandit
On another note, here’s a photo of the WCC No. 2 before and after. As youmight have been following, this bike was redone by us at Caribbean CustomCycles. Like always, Jesse and the crew were very helpful with this project.Soon a complete build will be featured here on Bikernet.
Our local airport rats have informed us that the Bikernet ladies havearrived to the shores of our island. Reports are that lonely looking babes withcomputer related stuff are staying in one of our local beachside hotels andwere heard ranting “Bandit sucks” all night long. Maybe that?s why the siteseems more relaxed lately, 80 degree weather and azure seas will do that toyou, plus an overdose of Latin males (or females) willing to “party.” Wealso received reports of large bills being paid by Se?or Bandit in localbars and restaurants. Obviously they have not been by the shop yet (maybethey think we don’t know) but we will keep informing our interested readersabout the adventures of the lonely Bikernet babes in Puerto Rico.
As we all know, the new Jesse James TV program is scheduled for Sunday, Jan.13 at 9 p.m. on the Discovery Channel. Motorcycle Mania 2 will be chock-full of the WCC crew antics and some stars and their bikes, plus the tripto Sturgis. If you miss it, I’m sure they will show it agazillion more times so don’t sweat it.
The name of the new Camel bike builder was leaked out. The name wasrevealed by our agents at the ultra-secret gossip department, but he?s sounfamiliar I can’t remember. I promise next week I will let you guys know.
The February/March issue of the Horse features Jesse James and the WCC crew,a kick-ass interview by Kozik and our orange WCC bike.The mag should be arriving just about now.
Our new Web site, ChopperFreak.com, will be up and running pretty soon. I will letknow when the whole thing starts. Meanwhile, you can e-mail us at Jose@ChopperFreak.com
Oh well, time to go. It’s been a pretty sad week and beginning of the yearfor us. Needless to say, it was a super hectic trip to Phoenix and back. It doesn’tmatter where you are or what you are doing, it’s imperative to be withfriends in this sort of situation.Seems like Bandit is freezing his ass somewhere in Ye’Old Country, while theBikernet babes are frolicking and cavorting in the shores of Puerto Rico.Maybe our crew should go look for them. I hear rum and being lonely makesan explosive mix, triple treats might be heading our way, who knows.
See ya’guys next week. Jose. Bikernet Caribbean.
ANOTHER CRIME REPORT—In Bulgaria, when a man is wanted, they don’t print up tiny fliers and post them in the post offices. Here’s an example of the high level of police involvement. Since I swear that I have not reached that region on the Black Sea, I profess my innocence.
Will somebody please take that down before I get to Italy?
