Wheelies and Coppers

It was my last day of sunshine and warm ocean breezes. We woke up early and rode up to Cook's Corner then I met up with Big Scott to shoot his Panhead. After shooting the bike we headed over to his place so I could snap a few more shots. The sun was getting low and I still had to shoot Wil's Pan. As I was headed down the driveway we heard some bikes ripping through the neighborhood. As they rounded the corner to the street facing the house three dudes on Twin Cams popped up on their rear wheels riding wheelies all the way down to the driveway. In the mix of bikes was a bike mounted cop. He wasn't so happy with their display of motorcycle riding skill and began yelling through his PA at them. Of course he threw a bunch of smart ass power tripp'n words at them. "Let me see your registration"..... "get your hands out of your pockets!!!".... "sorry officer.. just getting my registration"...... "hury up!! I ain't got all fucking day!!!" I think he was just jealous that he couldn't ride a wheelie like them.

It was one of the raddest events I have ever witnessed! I couldn't stay and meet them because they were busy being written up tickets and the sun was setting but damn... that was sweet!

Hats off to you.......