Thursday, December 31, 2009

Snow Crash



well i tried. its been around the 20s & 30s in south jersey & ive been riding to work everyday as usual. again, i must praise the glory of proper winter riding gear. this morning, a little less than an inch of snow was on the ground & i figured what the hell, ill give it a shot.

goddamn was it slippery as fuck. haha - those big knobbies dont do shit on ice or hardpacked snow. i made it about 70% of the way to work & notice i was on the wrong side of an edge of the old concrete slab road. tires caught the edge & i managed to work a left side flat track slide for quite a bit before the ass came around & the bike & i slid for a bit on my ass. saw some sparks but i was on my feet before the bike & i stopped sliding. i was only going around 30 in second gear.

picked the bike right up & noticed my clutch lever & shifter pin were missing. rolled off to the shoulder & the lady behind me hollered out 'you alright?' i said 'yep - totally fine' & she split. i didnt fall hard but im pretty sure the armor in my suit took the edge off the initial dump. looked the bike over - everything is fine. fortunately i dumped it on the left side & didnt destroy my pipes. couple bar end scrapes, shifter pin, clutch lever broke - that is all.

wife came & got me - we laughed about it. got my work van, picked up a couple guys from work & went & loaded up the bike. ordered the parts via bikebandit as soon as i got to work - 26 bux.

good old scram has yet another story to tell. this was her first road crash but she's been crashed in the woods more times than i can count. fucker is a two wheeled tank. out of all the crashes, this is only the 2nd time i had to buy a couple cheap parts.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

double banger

as if there wasnt already enough reason to go. next thing you know they will say that there is going to be free beer, stripper love and slayer


thanks for nothin

wanted to say thanks to everyone for being involved so far since we have been doing this here. down to every last bastard that checked this out and came back even if to just look at more tits and ass. there are some amazing memories that have gone up on here in 2 short months, and even more in the works that make me look forward to this next year more so then i remember doing in the past. cheers and beers to the end of a good fuckin year. make shit happen

if anyone feels the urge to share a photo, story or tell me to fuck off. send it over to fotsclarke@gmail.com


thanks boys

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Monday, December 28, 2009

Gypsy Run 09 Pics















I didnt take too many pics on this years run since it rained most of the time but lucky for me, some friends busted out the cameras from time to time & sent me some of the shots they took. I gotta give everyone who did this years run some credit. People came from all over the place & laid down some heavy mileage everyday in non stop rain, mainly on moody old bikes with no fenders, suspension or brakes worth mentioning. Everyone had a goddamn blast anyhow. Spent the 1st night skating Autumn bowl & then the next few days on the road.
Its not just the ride itself, but the people, the places & the bikes that make a run what it is. Who could forget Marco's purple Triumph 'Charlene' & the story behind her name. Then how she wouldnt start the next morning after riding all day in the rain & we push started 'er & the throttle was stuck wide open & he went hauling ass across the lot; or Randy's killer shovel who's primary belt broke & Rivet was kind enough to get a belt for him on his way up to the campground & they got the bike up & running without missing a beat. The true hero of the run was Canadian Shawn who rode his strutted 450 honda from Calgary, to NY & rode with us the last couple days of the run & then headed on over to NM for the Throwdown. The dude is the most humble legend you will ever meet. Runs like this are the things I will tell my grandkids about.
Hopefully I can keep myself busy enough over the winter working on the '68 XLCH that winter will be over in a hurry & we can get on with making history.

well oiled machine

death machine corpse does some cool stuff. check it out


sleazyriders scan

Sunday, December 27, 2009

what i got for xmas

when i was a kid we were left alone a lot. most days of the week involved getting into a brawl with my older brother that resulted in a bunch of black eyes and more then a handful of hospital visits for broken bones and stitches. no idea how poor mom handled it


now that i'm older things are different. this year the family decided to have a rare get together for the holidays. i was shocked as shit when my brother handed me a $100 gift card. don't remember the last time we exchanged presents, if ever. felt bad for a minute that i didn't get him anything. so the next day i rolled over to the home depot to get some free stuff. dude runs the card and in that voice says "declined sir, zero balance". my brother is a smart deviant bastard. fucker got me

Saturday, December 26, 2009

same but different

although both of these situations look better then average to go for a ride on, i think there is more involvement with each different twist and turn. i am more drawn to not knowing what is coming around the next curve. it may take you a little more time and effort to get from one spot to the next but that's the half of the point for me... to some extent. i left out the way too curvy example. it looked like too much work and not too fun




although both of these situations look better then average to go for a ride on, i think there is more involvement with each different twist and turn. i am more drawn to not knowing what is coming around the next curve. it may take you a little more time and effort to get from one spot to the next but that's the half of the point for me... to some extent. i left out the way too curvy example. it looked like too much work and not too fun



but thats just my opinion

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Hot Mom Rob's Pick'em Up

Rob sent us some photos recently. We met this dude when we went to look at his truck. He was selling it on craigslist. Clarke didnt buy the truck but we all became fast friends. His sister is pretty easy on the eyes, then while we were bustin his balls about it (cause thats the proper thing to do to friends) he let the cat outta the bag that his mom is a looker as well. Needless to say we havent left it alone since. Ill be posting more photos from Rob and making inappropriate comments about his Mother in the future. Until then tell your mother I said hello Rob

All I want for Xmas

I know the bike in this pic is lame but i would kill to get away for a day or two. I dont give a fuck if its a moped. The holidays are taking their toll this year.

schaafted

was doing the random google image search when i saw the ss pipe set up on the jap bike on post below. thought it was cool. thought i had seen it before but didnt remember where. poached it and posted it anyway. text book zito to the rescue set me straight. my poach was a poach. so here is credit where credit is due. phareschaaf pan badassness




this is a fine example of careless bloggery while drinking at 1:30 in the morning

ss pipes

boner

guns dont kill people. your bones being taken from your body to make cool shapes will though

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Salty

















My wife & I took an epic southwestern road trip last summer starting in southern AZ, hitting tucson, phoenix, flagstaff, the grand canyon & then onto hoover dam, vegas & up to wendover, UT. I have hundreds of pics because every mile we traveled was amazing. The southwest is mind blowing, especially to folks who grew up in crowded but otherwise very green & flat NJ. The grand finale of our 2400 mile excursion was to spend a day at bonneville, right at the beginning of speed week. Being a gear head my entire life, seeing this event was of course a dream of mine. Nothing can describe the salt flats, the cars or bikes, the sounds or the epic size of the sky. These pics do not do bonneville any justice. If you are interested in anything with a motor & wheels, you need to make it a point to get out there.







Monday, December 21, 2009

tinkle lights

this saucy tart goes out to broke bob & the kung fu necktie squad


merry fuckin christmas boys

field of dreams

the combined purchase price of this lot is probably less then one of those crap rockets they made all the tv shows about. would be better if reality tv was around 30 years ago and did a spot on the bastards that rode these fuckers. but seriously, jersey shore rules

hateboards







The end













With all the snow over the weekend and the end of 09 rapidly approaching, it got me thinking that I'm sure as hell glad I rode as much as I did this year. Here's to 'the end'!

Sunday, December 20, 2009

almost

doesnt count if the front wheel stays on the ground