What a great start to a real swell weekend. Spent all afternoon driving in traffic until it gets dark, then hunt for my hotel for an hour in a random town only to find my room is a real "gem". So its like im paying someone else so i can have a shitty weekend.





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Sweet

October Ridin...

Me,Scabie Scott and Panhead John decided to do some Fall weather riding the other weekend. We all know theres a point in October where the weather is gonna turn and you have that last perfect weekend to enjoy it before Winter decides to bombard us with frigid temps and blizzard like conditions. The only time I like to wake up on a weekend at 7:30am is when I know Im gonna lay down some miles with some friends. In fact, this was the first time me and Scabie Scott have had the opportunity this season to do some riding together. His Chop has been sitting at a local shop for 6 plus months (long story), and his newly bought pan/shovel has been a bundle of joy giving him electrical problems. With a belly full of pancakes and sausage we had no destination or set plans. We headed north to Wisconsin on some back roads stopping at a couple local bars to sip down some adult cocktails,relax, and just enjoy the almost 80 degree day. From Janesville, we took some back roads back through Lake Geneva where we made friends with some 16 year old spaz on his brothers enduro. As the sun was setting I jumped on the highway I got home just in time before the temps started to drop. It was definetly what I needed to end the summer with. A good ride, nice weather, and good friends.

SHOPS 4.0

Vintage.

I THINK I HAVE A JAPANESE FETISH-

Hard to Believe its October

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Collapse and Divide

Kicking over your machine to ride to another mans memorial that had lost his life on a bike, is a little surreal.It's all to celabrate a life but, a celebration that reminds you of the reason we do it and the the feeling that can never be replaced by anything on earth and seems that death is the only thing that can seperate you from the love you have for your bike.

80 degree weather in October for a week straight is nothing less then heaven sent. When life seem to be uncontrolable, an evening of good riding,friends and like minded people seems to brings everything back into focus The smell of decaying organic matter and bright colors in the tree line are still noticable at night and its a slap in the face when you realize that we will soon be left with only our stories of summer and anticipate new ones new ones being made.

This morning was perfect,no traffic on Lake shore drive and the lakes breeze made for a moment in time that I wish had a replay button so that I could ride there forever.We headed south the street names stopped being names and started becoming numbers.The traffic on 55 was backed up so,with a wink and a head nod we decided to split lanes.It's amazing how many sons of bitches decided to test there luck and play cop to try to keep you from passing.I'd think that tattooed beared dudes on choppers would be the last people you'd wanna try and run off the road. The weekend ended like every other ride,pulling the bikes back into the garage and then sleeping off the hangover from the night before. Every ride ends the same but,every ride is never the same as the one before and leaves you wanting more.

STILL RIDING

AIN'T DONE A WHOLE LOT OF RIDING THIS YEAR SINCE IT'S BEEN IN THE 90s AND HUMID AS HELL ALL SUMMER. I DON'T ENJOY RIDING WHILE SOMEONE POINTS A BLOW DRYER IN MY FACE, OR THATS HOW IT'S FELT. LAST NIGHT WE SET OUT AND IT WAS N I C E. THROW A JACKET ON AND NO SWEAT ROLLING IN MY EYES. I'VE MISSED THAT-

GETTING READY TO TOUR

SINGLE BOLT SETUP FOR QUICK MOUNTING, JUST HOPE THATS ENOUGH.......

Fuckin Awesome.

Im diggin it

On the might Of Panheads......

When we started Violation tour it was because we had all been turning 30 and wanted to go leave our 20's reckless and drunk.Well fuck, a couple years later being reckless and drunk hurts a little more and has a little more problems that comes along with it.When V.T first happen I thought it was the greatest thing,How could shit get any better?

They older i've become the the more weird i've become and while id like to think it's more of a Howard Roark sort of way,the reality is it's more of a Howard hughes sort of way ,as he aged.
The one thing that I can say is,things are only getting better the older I get.I've reached a point where I feel each day is a good day to live.

This past summer was the best I can think of.Life always throws one at you and it's too bad summer ended with the loss that it did. There is always more time that i'd like to be on my bike but,fom that first weekend of may until now,the stories made for a great few months. I always liked to ride alone when I was younger but,now I value the time that I can look over and see one of my best buds blasting next to me.

This past September,the leg,his lady and I came ripping out of the city at about 3am.We had just came from a Bravetown hosted BBQ and had left just as the rain let up.As the Chicago skyline became smaller and smaller our speed became greater and greater.When youre that close to those tall buildings you feel as if your at the feet of giants and as we got farther away,we got lost in our own minds,our machines and eachother,At any given time in Chicago traffic is a sonafabitch but,being that it was the holiday weekend 90/94 was wide open,all lanes free for two pans to run loose........ If the summer was going to end soon then that night was the way I wanted it to end. Those Pans ran so fucking great that night that everything seemed like it was meant to be.I would have killed to have seen the 3 of of us blasting side by side at 85mph at 3 in the morning,the feeling was amazing and the site must have been equally the same........That night meant a lot to my soul and made everything in my life and mind come together. When I finally check out this is one the memory I hope that I can take with me..........

SURE YOU CAN RIDE IT

HAD A COOKOUT LAST NIGHT WITH FAMILY AND FRIENDS. THE KIDS ALWAYS SEEM TO HAVE FUN. WHETHER IT'S THROWING DARTS IN THE GARAGE, HITTING BALLS OUT BACK, OR EVEN PLAYING ON A CHOPPER. SHE CAN REACH THE PEGS AND BARS, WITH SOME HELP, I'M SURE ANY 5 YEAR OLD COULD RIDE IT-