Wednesday, November 30, 2011

SR 800 and shit


I think I heard that SR 800 was sweet from the Café Racer mag, but don't quote me. I had looked it up a couple weeks ago for some reason. Anyway, here's a link to a quick review and what the yokels have to say about it, "Great quality pavement and maintenance on this road. I wouldn't hesitate to ride the stiffest roughest riding bike/car. Lots and Lots of high speed sweepers and smooth curves."


Sounds good to me. It's east of Zanesville, which you'll all recall was on our way to the Triple Nipple. So maybe we can finally do 26 (which now I'm beginning to think might be even better than the Nickel), 555, and 800 on a trip.

Speaking of rides, we gotta do Coldwater to Hell right off the bat. Maybe Irish Hills. A trip up to the UP.

So much to do, mangs. So much to do.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Movie Night Thursday 12/01/11


First up for this season is the newest cult biker flick backed by the infallible Tarantino; Hell Ride. Larry Bishop stars and directs in this homage to the late 60's biker genre. He was there when it all went down and we'll probably watch a couple flicks he was in this season; Chrome & Hot Leather and Angel Unchained.
So, come out this Thursday (Dec 1st) at 7:30pm. We'll order pizza and the movie'll start at 8. Bring some beer to pass around if you feel so inclined. We can leave extras here for future nights. Trust me, it's safe in my household!

We'll have the movie night every 2nd Thursday, and I'll post the upcoming movie trailer one week before.

Peace.

Wall of Death



Watch the video.

FSMC Prospect, Bad Eye, passed along this 15 minute documentary about the infamous Wall of Death. It follows a British carnie family who all ride the Wall of Death as part of a traveling fun-fair. Typical music and cinematography for the indie bike mini-doc's we've seen of late. Worth a watch.

Sunday, November 20, 2011

You look like an alien, bro


I was reading the newest issue of Café Racer and this dude just cracked me up. How you gonna be Italian and ride a vintage bike like that and manage to look this dorky? Get a helmet and goggles that fit, mang! Or get a bigger face. Just do something.

This guy knows how it's done:

Look at that beard and those gloves. That's the shit.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Progressive International Motorcycle Show. Once again.


Maybe this year we can get a picture with Flo. That'd be swell.

Mark your calendars for January 6th - 8th. I'm guessing we'll probably rally the troops for Saturday the 7th? This year's show SEEMS to be the best yet. Triumph is finally making it to Detroit. The company seems to have a much higher profile over all and they're doing the whole tour this time around. The new Norton Commando will be there, too. There seems to be a lot more cool shit happening than in previous years. Check out the Novi list of events and whatnot. It's $13 pre-order or $15 at the door.
Check out the site for a list of marques present at this show.
Clean Cut has already signed on. I'm sure the whole crew will go. Word.



Wednesday, November 16, 2011

AM Garage: Check in #1


Today at work, Bandit and I took some time off to open up our new Custom Cycle Shop called AM Garage. We had three similar old UJMs from the 80's and we decided to do two radically different custom builds to show the true scope of our vision.

This was the unmolested donor bike.

Our first client wanted a Café Racer so to start we went to town chopping the rear fender, installing shortie pipes, a nice retro headlight, a custom racing stripe, rearsets, shorter fork angle, and some clubman bars. The bike was already Ferrari red so we didn't do a respray right off the bat. You'll see the client, Bender, was able to get into a nice tight tuck behind the faring to achieve the ton w/out hassle. Nay bother, mate!

Yes, that's a paddock stand.

Headlight by Pushpin Industries. A classic.

Ton up, me ol' lad. 
brap brap brap!
Our second client, Droopy, wanted to go the opposite route; he wanted a laid back retro chopper. We were excited to oblige so we got to fab'in! We started by raking out the forks, fab'in a custom sissy bar which we painted black, we had matching apes built and painted, chrome engine guards, and made some awesome chrome chopper pipes straight outta the Wild Angels. 

His mustache approves. 
The Man can't keep Droopy down. Not when he's riding this iron horse. 
B-b-b-b-b-bad!

The fruits of our labor are documented in the photoshoot seen here for the first time. Keep in mind, this was all done in less than one hour and there's more to come. We're contemplating swapping out the v-twin in the Café for something lighter and more period-correct. We're also looking at respraying the chopper to an even more radical color than the current pumpkin orange.

We're not sure what we're going to do w/ the third bike in our stable, but if the first two bikes are anything to go by, you know it's going to be one hell of a ride!
Stay tuned as we update the builds as they near completion...

Some spare parts we have lying around the shop. You'll see some sheet metal for bodywork, metal for pipes and bars, a couple monoshocks, and various other tidbits for us to work w/. It's serious stuff at AMG. This is grown men shit.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Ye Olde Garage






The Captain, Clean Cut and I made our way over to the Emory for lunch today. It was in the high 40s, but nothing that some gauntlets and thermals couldn't overcome. We made it down Woodward for a while and snapped some pics at Vinsetta Garage on the blast back. I've been wanting to do a proper photoshoot w/ the whole crew there one of these days. We'll have to add it to our list of things to knock out next season. ;) Fuck it, it's right around the corner from where we live.

Some older lady cut off the two of those guys twice and they both gave her some shit. Silly old cow.

New iPhone 4S camera isn't too shabby. These are unedited and the colors are a little saturated, esp the blacks at time, but it's way better than the freakin 3G. Woulda been better if we'd shot them in the direct sunlight, but alas, we missed that opportunity.