The first night we rolled in we stayed at John The Painter's pad where he had badass food and booze waiting for us.
That boy gets gangster son.
Heather was glad to see us and celebrated with a few drinks.
The next day we made our way to the museum to see Matt and Dale. This is where the magic happens.
Motors and I-beam springers.
The other reason we made this trip was because Matt and Dale are rebuilding Brandon's bottom end for him.
Race shit son.
Parts. Check out that primary.
Monster mash.
Fuck. Ing. Shit.
Cleaning 40 year old grime.
We camped in this.
Chopper shit dawg.
Wait till you see Matt's.
Real chopper shit. Flathead bottom end, Sportster top, Triumph pre-unit transmission.
The new Harley Dark Customs motor.
Not only are there motorcycles, but the museum has a collection of vintage biker weapons. Seriously these were all found too.
Sleeping quarters.
Bros.
How bout next time lets get a little more than 2 days notice. Bastards. John you look pretty!!??
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ReplyDeleteI tried so hard to any of you guys to smoke with me.
Kept turnin' your noses up.
I thought you guys were cops.
Maybe our weed wasn't good enough.
Maybe you though WE were cops.
Ha...I love that museum. And Dale is a ruler.
I guess he's not moving to Arizona?
Very rare occasions is when I smoke herbs, Brandon was sick and that was his medicine. And no, Dale is staying put.
ReplyDeleteman that place rules. good to hear its not moving.
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