Lead shoe boogie.....

Something about old school flat track racing is so freakin cool. It was like climbing on and knowing you were gonna eat shit every time you went out there. Watch
On Any Sunday and you know what I am saying. The Hillclimb section of that movie I have watched a hundred times and it never gets old. 100+ mph and then pitching it sideways, CRAZY.

Coming Together

Well like I said it is coming together. All my stuff is moved and is fairly organized. Tony and Johnny are moving there stuff this weekend. Itis gonna be crazy packed in there.

Finally...

The new Horse has Tony's 550 Honda in it from the Smokeout. The pictures look great. I will try and scan it in tonight and post it soon. His 750 Honda chopper is almost done and is gonna lay waste to the masses. Anyways I have a screaming baby in my lap so later skater.

So it be done!

Well here it is in all its glory. Well maybe not glory but the motor is in the frame and the exhaust is all tacked together. I was sworn to that this motor will run. I need to yank the motor out and finish welding the motor mounts. I am building a 2 into 1 intake for a Mikuni carb. Motor will be polished and painted and the exhaust will be ceramic coated black. I am gonna run a 16 on the rear. Anyways I will be riding this within the month then I can focus on the Ironhead.

From the beginning...

Maybe the only good thing my pops ever did was knock my mom up and gave me the love for two wheels. Like most kids I grew up riding dirt bikes and that turned into street bikes. We would be out riding and if our bikes broke my dad would just leave us out there and make us fix it or do the walk of shame. Good life lessons when I look back at it. He would bring home 50 dollar bikes and let us tear into them. Any ways here is a picture of Rick Sr. the year or so before I was born. Back in the day when dirt bikes were seriously dangerous. When we were kids he would be riding a Husky and I would be on a YZ 80 trying like hell to keep up with him. He could ride a mother fucking dirtbike. Anyways found this in a pile of stuff and it made me happy.

Lots of this!

Two weeks old and I still haven't got more than three hours of sleep.

ARGH!

Prime example of what I was talking about. Dual drums on both ends, simple paint, totally clean and everything was thought out. Brat style stolen from the Noise blog

More Chicken Shit....

Slick as Chicken Shit!

Some people like to see a whole bike in its done form. Some like myself like to see all the individual parts that make a bike flow. Lately I love front ends.Like most parts if the front sucks or is just thrown together you can tell. It is ok to mix shit up as long as the effort is there. I also really like how headlights are mounted, high and tight is the key. Here is the Crack Pipes front end. I smoothed out all the triple trees by cutting off all the tabs that where for the speedo/tach. A couple of hours with a hand file and then the top tree got chrome plated and the bottom I painted with black lacquer. I had built these bars for the red bike a year ago but they really look good on the Ironhead. Anyways that is my rant for today. Front ends 101. Next I will go over seats I think!


P.S. I am sick of Japanese Mother Fuckers building the sickest bikes in the world. I will bring back the glory or die trying.

Shop empty...

Should still be moved in by Dec. 1st. Looks big all empty.It will not look big once all our stuff is in here.

Only Thing Better Than Choppers....

is your family. Ian is home and everything should chill out for awhile. Supposed to have a good weekend for riding and I still have off for almost two weeks. Thanks everybody for the e-mails.

Future Chopper Rider is Unleashed

Today folks my little boy was thrust into the world. 7lbs 11 oz tiny terror. Ian Lawrence Reyes will be thy name and I am fucking tired. My wife is more tired but she did awesome. We will all be home on Tuesday and then the real fun begins.