And EVEN More Random BMR Pics....

Got a few more edited, I hope to get serious with the bike pics soon. I finally am figuring out how to deal with a folder containing 500 pics. Took a while to figure out how to organize. Professional photographers sure do need to be able to handle a lot of stuff. Maybe one day I'll figure it out and try to go pro.

QCB Rob giving a nut rub.

I call this one "Sleeping Angels" ;-) Spenser and Holly took a nap one day in their tent/hammock so I captured the moment for posterity.

Buttas' QCB logo on his gas tank. He polished the hell out of the tank, put a decal on it, scotchbrited it, removed the decal and the QCB logo shines on!

One of my favorite photographers (Colleen Swartz) riding her bike around the campground as she put it "doing her Queen of England wave".

Found this in the town of Etowah on a beer run. When's the last time you saw a Gran Torino STATION WAGON????

Random Camp pic.

Our local talent that came to the party with us. Of course they're all young enough to be my daughters, but they are all great people too ;-)

The legendary Bill sampling the moonshine and some guy named Marty. I think they said his name was roadkill, roadside...hell I don't know it was something like that ;-)

Once again, stay tuned there is more to come.....

The Party At Mathew's Bar

The party at Mathew's after the bike show was a blast! I didn't catch the name of the first band, but Stone Cobra was the 2nd and both bands were pretty damn good. If you made it out to the bike show you got a wrist band that was good for free PBR from the couple of kegs that Larry bought. After they ran out you were on your own, but from what I saw no one went too thirsty. Enjoy the pics and relive the fun, or if you were not able to make it out then just sit back and wallow in your jealousy.

Raising hell and having fun. The folks I recognize are Pat from Led Sled, the back of Spenser's head, Nick and Ashley.

Showing some compassion for this young lady. I remember her saying something about her being the designated driver. I don't think she was able to fulfill that role ;-)

Lots of folks brought their beers out and hung out in the parking lot. Of course it's against the law, but most of the cops were busy dealing with real problems and left us alone.

Moshin'!

The bar area of Mathew's.

Getting ready to tear shit up!

More Pics from Germany...Some Bikes and The Morning after!

Here are some more pics from back in the day. I think I may make Fridays the day for my vintage posts. If I don't find anything else cool to post at least I can have something up at least once a week.

Anyway these pics were taken at a rally somewhere in Germany that I was too hung over to remember. We would go for a nice long ride on Saturday and then ride in and set up at the fest grounds to party all night and then somehow find the strength to strap our crap to our bikes and then take a nice long ride home. It was a great time. I saw all kinds of cool bikes from vintage chops to VW trikes and even modern crotch rockets. You didn't see the attitudes there that you see here in the states. I sure do miss those times.


Nice VW trike, also it was OK for 2 guys to ride together over there. No one thought you were any less of a man, just because your bike was down or something. Dig the cool springer and the cheap hubcaps, build what ya can and ride the hell out of it.



Another trike, looks like he used a girder on this one and actually had some nice rims on the back.



A couple of beautiful Panheads. I'd love to have either one of these today.



One of the large tents I was talking about before. I felt sorry for the folks who had to walk around and clean up after these events. Drunks tend to be messy .



Another shot of the carnage, we were lucky we had pitched our tents in the woods off to the side of the tent so we were not rudely awakened by that bright ass sunlight.

Hope you enjoy these pics, I know I sure as hell enjoyed the events and happenings when I took them.

Party Pictures from Germany 1989-1991

Back in the day when I was stationed in Germany I rode with the Stray Dogs MC. It was a great group of folks who were mostly military like me, but we had enough locals to keep the club grounded with all the craziness of us G.I's getting transferred all the time. I'll post some club pics later but for now I want to put up some shots from the parties we went to. One thing I loved about Germany was that there were clubs in damn near every town and that meant that every weekend there was a big party somewhere fairly close. The club hosting the party would put up a huge Fest tent and have a band, a bar and food to buy right there in the tent. Some parties/tents were small like a couple of these shots show and some were huge like you'll see in another post. No matter what though the beer flowed, it was cheap and the we had a blast.

This was one of the bigger tents, you can see the edge of the stage has a wooden wall, that wall ran around two sides of the tent and enclosed the stage on the short end and the bar/food on the long side of the tent. Sometimes the band was Rockabilly like this one and sometimes it was pure Metal. Ya never knew til ya got there what you were going to hear.



Another picture from the same party, you can see that it got kinda muddy with the bikes running around. We would pull in, put up our personal tents then hit the bar for Beer. Some parties we would get crazy and we would ride our bikes through the tent with someone on the back to hold the beers till we got back to our club enclave.



A local club's colors. Some clubs were big and active and you would see them everywhere (we tried to be like that). Others were kinda small and you would run into them once in a while. It was always a good time though.



This pic is from the IceRun. It was a party held over News Years and you HAD to ride in to be able to party there. It was fun dodging the snow/ice to get to the place. The tent was small because not that many folks had the intestinal fortitude to ride in. We all got a certificate for making it though. This one was fun because the band asked me to ride my bike in the tent when they played "Born to Be Wild". I was trashed, but I somehow made it without falling over. By the way, back in those days the old songs were not as played out as they are today. It was still cool back then.


Another pic from the IceRun. Looking at the back of the tent.



When the whole club went on a run a hang around usually brought a van with all the food and other crap we might want, but wouldn't put on our bikes. It seems we had quite the spread at this party.