Smokey Mountain Chopper Fest 2015.

Thank God for Nick Lister, Billy Childress, and Jon Dills. Eddie Cleveland gets an honorable mention too. These guys get thrown through the ringer and put on the best event there is. Anyone that knows how much of a mother fucker it is to put on an event like this will understand why these dudes should be much appreciated. The hospitality that they show scumbags like us is unreal. For that I thank you. You can count on us being present to support you every year that this event takes place. No vibes, no bullshit, just good people having a ball. I seriously didn't take a single photo because I was too busy having fun. Therefore, I stole all of these from the blog-killer Instagram. 

New Bikes.

D Law came by and shot awesome photos of my new bike and JBody's new bike for DicE. So, yeah coming soon.

Haircuts.

This Happened.

Welcome to the team, two well deserved dudes.

Be There Or Be Square, Man.

Easily the best chopper meet up around. Good times.

Happy Mothers Day.

Devil's Dandruff.

So I built this new bike. It's basically the same bike as my friend Brian Harlow's old bike with different shit. I'll call it my take on a club/cocaine chopper from the 1980's. I finished it and rode it this weekend and it's way fun. The ride to Smokey Mountain Chopper Fest will be a blast, especially on the mountain roads.

He went that way....

Officer Bart Munch lost a high speed pursuit late Monday night whilst chasing a rioter in the Baltimore area. "Well, the last thing I remember was that it was 1968 during a time of civil unrest when I spotted a young man break a store front window, steal a case of Mickey's malt liquor, and yell something about equality or justice. I'm not sure, it's still a little hazy, but I do remember trying to think about how that relates with alcohol theft. I pursued the suspect until I reached the speed of 88mph, then I saw a flash of light and flames coming off of my tires. I opened my eyes and I was still at 88mph headed right for some thicket that I could have sworn was an abandoned lot seconds before. I looked around and noticed more rioters than before, carrying even more household items. I am now being told that the year is 2015."

Butter Fingers.

Whoops.

Ape Knuckles Family Portrait.

Sundaze.

We unofficially started firing up the grill every Sunday afternoon at the Dojo. You never know who's going to stop by. I enjoy it.

My Man, Brotha Man.

Hey Chuck, it's your cousin Marvin. Marvin Berry.

The Dodgy Handshake.

Maybe shirts? Who knows. Maybe Smokey Mountain Chopper Fest? Possibly. Probably not.

This Should Help.

Period Correct.

Great Days.

Bowles posted this photo of last year. I got Irish car bombs right after this. 

Coming Soon.

My take on an 80's club / cocaine chopper.... Me and Duane are both in that cone zone this summer.

Sup?

In 2010 my shovelhead was in DicE. I am a critter.

True Love.

The kid will look like Bart Simpson.

Shop 'til you drop.

It looks like they are buying the essentials.

She's a beaut Clark.

Yes, this bike again.

Mama Tried Was Fun.

Once again, Mama Tried killed everything. This show is the best. Non stop party, choppers, and good people. It's like a reunion for people that know what's up. I took none of these photos.

Meeks Edit.

Yeah, I know that I have been slacking on blog posts..... Blame other forms of social media. Here's a badass montage that Meeks put together using old footage.

Yearbooks.

I remember all of these guys.