Gypsy Run 4

Whatta Ride!

Its comin back around again.....

I promise to have weekly updates coming up....
Its Coming back again!!!!!

No Bikes Just Bass! 40Lb Striper will kick your ass!

Joined forces

Ive been working on side projects and LaneSplitters is still alive and kicking but I figure the best way to bring you more cool shit is to not shoulder the entire obligation on my own. Therefore I teamed up with a crew of like mined dudes to bring you True East M/C

http://trueeastmc.blogspot.com/

Check it out and dont forget to add yourself as a follower...Good things!
-Marco

Workin Man Blues

Sorry for the lack of updates...Ive been workin.
Workin for the man that is. Trying my best to split my time between the shop, bikes, and workin the 9-5.
Check out True East m/c in the meanwhile...and stay tuned I got some good stuff brewin.
Till then, Ill let Mr. Haggard break it down

300 Rear Tire....

Like an old friend...

A few weeks back while standing outside a party enjoying the crisp fall air, A friend looks down, pointing and comments "Maybe its about time you give those boots a break"
I never really gave it much thought...
But Ive had these same Ox Blood Doc's since High School, then carrying me many years through the streets of New York and later across the country.

It was'nt until sometime later I started noticing things around my workshop that Ive fondly held on to for years.

Just about everyday I turn wrenches my Grandfather gave me. Seldom did I think how much history I was holding in my hands. That pipe wrench must lay claim to about 50 years of nut bustin without fail. As a matter of fact I can remember living in Brooklyn and carrying that same pipe wrench in my coat as I rode the subway home late at night. The way I see it..."The Man" couldn't haul me in for packin a pipe wrench, and the junkies might think twice about the stick up they had planned, after having it swung at their skull.

I remember the day I bought that leather belt on Canal Street...at the time it might have been $5.oo that I didn't really have to spend...But having worn it day in and day out since 1992, Id say it doesn't owe me a dime, the buckle came much later, probably even before I had a Harley, but never the less it reminds me of the days I spent, planning and scribbling my "BadAss Chopper" on the back of math books.

Even further back then that, I can remember hangin with my father who was laid up with a busted leg, eating peanut butter sandwiches and watching old flicks on TV. From then on (about 84) Ive been obsessively collecting switchblades and lockbacks, all it took was James Dean wielding that blade in "Rebel Without a Cause"...and later compounded by the pivotal scene in "The Outsiders".

The Black wool hat was no significant purchase other then my head was cold and I needed a hat.
3.00 bucks on the flea market table seemed just about right and its been over 15 years and countless hunting trips with my brothers...and seldom a cold day its not atop my head keepin my ears from falling off.

Theres no real point to any of this, But should there be...Then maybe the fact that when something ceases to fail you after so many years, faces come and gone, relationships broken or dissolved, bikes traded hands, its nice to know that some things will last forever and never need replacing.
-MC
Thanks for the insipration Francesca

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GoodNess Gracious...Great BritBalls of Fire!

This was featured over 9 years ago but its still gets me goin. 1200Hp Triumph Dragster Click here to Read the Full Article

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To Hell in a Hog basket!

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