She's a beaut Clark.

Yes, this bike again.

Conversation Starter.

I did this image for Biltwell's new line of "conversation starters". I have been working on a couple more. These are fun.

This Bike.

One of my favorites.

Pants Heads.

A few that get me hyped.

A Thing of Beauty.

I love choppers, really. But this is on my list of favorite bikes. Serious style.

Panhead Laboratory.

I swiped this cool photo from KnuckleBuster.

Chomplobbler.

This bad mother fucker runs on bean-less canned chili. It has to.

Weekend Randoms.

Getting it.

Forgetting it.

Charlie Ransom giving my panhead the once over.

45 for Brandon.

Bar.

This Motherfucker.

Is bad to the bone. The guy and the bike. The chick may just be some floozie that was picked up on one of his jaunts to slay local tail. Perfect hair, perfect stare.

Seek And Destroy.

I yanked all of these photos from a link to a link to some off road riding thing. Anyways, some of you have probably seen some of these before. Those that haven't, well here you have a bunch of original badasses. From what I gather, the guy that shared these photos is the son of the fella in the first photo. These are photos of him and his group of buddies doing what they love to do every weekend in the mountains of Colorado. Riding their bikes like assholes and doing things on stock rigids that some people are too pussy to do on modern day dirt bikes. The best part is, from what it sounds like to me, most of these guys lived near Denver or Boulder and would ride good distances to some of these spots. A lot of these photos are taken at Arapahoe Basin. Being from Colorado originally, I know that's fucking far to ride then attempt to climb the side of a mountain on your panhead. Oh yeah, most of the guys are on stock 74" Harleys. I remember reading also that one of them rode a stock 45" and a couple on Triumphs. But the majority of them had 1950 panheads. Working on choppers, going to shows, etc. How fucking awesome would it be if this was how we spent our weekends instead?

So close I can taste it......

Rick is hunting me down some 74" jugs and she'll be ready to go. I now have an extra set of 61's.

This is a cool bike.

I saw this bike out in the innerspace and I think it rules. Business machine.

Cool Shit.

So yesterday afternoon Brunson and Brandon came by and we sat around on my porch talking shit and drinking beer. What else do you do on Sundays? Anyways, at one point this car pulled up and parked on the curb right out front. Out comes this tattooed fellow and introduces himself as Keith. Keith lives right down the road and has an ironhead project and his brother has a shovelhead. He shot the shit with us for a little bit and showed us this picture of his brother before he split. He said this is how he got to and from school.