Thursday, April 30, 2009
Slippery Pete headed up to his Babe Lair to attend to the nights catch. This was two weeks ago after the Free To Wander release party. After a crazy night of cat fights and motorcycle stunts I headed out to the lodge to grab a few hours of sleep before the next days swap meet. Couldn't find a place to park so I dropped Mitch and drove an hour and thirty minutes west and slept in a walmart parking lot for a few hours before scoring some sweet chopper parts!
I'm happy to be a part of the family!
Bacon and I packing through Milwaukee, going to Milwaukee Mikes for some chicken and a clutch cable. Bacon is building my pan motor for me, he builds some super correct period bikes. His knuckle is one of my all time favorites. I can't wait to see the new version.
Josh Kurpius known to us as Kid Kurpius will be joining the kemosabe and the Lodge family. Family is exactly what he is to us and the lodge is his home away from home. The Kid is an unbelievably talented photographer and one of the most natural riders I have ever seen. He is down to ride any distance at any time as long as he gets to ride. There aren't too many guys his age logging the kind of miles he does and doing it with an abundance of style. Welcome kid and get the cheeseburger out of your pocket.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
The Post Office was a shared motorcycle workspace in the city of Chicago. It was literally an old abandoned post office that produced great friends and memories along with some heavy machines. My friend Miriam took this picture at one of the parties we had. I dig it.
Ke-mo sah-bee (pronounced kē′·mō·sâ′·bē; often spelled kemo sabe or kemosabe) is the term of endearment used by Tonto in the radio and television program The Lone Ranger, said to mean "trusty scout" or "faithful friend" in Potowatomi.
Fran Striker, the writer of the Lone Ranger scripts, said the actual expression was Ta-i ke-mo sah-bee, which he said meant "greetings trusty scout".
In this case, it is a word to describe the overall vibe of the Lodge. Good friends and good times.
The Geronimo painting was a gift to us from Joe. Cool fuckin gift. Thanks, Joe.
Welcome to The Lodge, the cabin in the city.