Chop Meet II

It's that time of year again and Brian is hosting another chop swap bbq brawl. Get those greasy bits put in a milk crate and strappem to yer chop cuz cuz it's swappin time. This time with sponsored prize draws. Check out the facebook event for up to date details.

Born Scurvy

Born Scurvy wheelie crew tearing up the streets in Gallows music video..

Happy Birthday, Henry

...thanks for the flathead.

Super Freak !

    This is a cool video of Chopper Dave and Mark Nelson Riding at high speeds through the streets of NYC with guys from White Knights in the House of Kolor the weekend of the Brooklyn Invitational 2010.

A fine day for the Gravel Gang

 Billy, Me and Du Keeps took the better part of the day to ride motorcycles which I highly recommend doing as opposed to wrenching, packing, or pretty much anything else.
Started the ride right with a little T-Ho's at 9am.

 

If you know anything about Saskatchewan Highways (or Saskatchewan in general) you know Flat and Straight. But if you know a lot about Saskatchewan Highways then you stick to the old highways and things get fun. Dodging what they call "failed surface" keeps you plenty engaged in the ride. Basically makes twisties out of an otherwise straight road with a good whack to the kidneys ever once in a while when you miss a zig or a zag. However, you need to be not so afraid of what we call the grid roads. Gravel sections are common and unexpected in a lot of cases. You grow to appreciate them as they're actually the best sections of road usually. Saskatchewan has the largest municipal (grid) road network in Canada, totaling 165,000 km and ultimately these roads run through the best parts of this incredibly beautiful province. quit being a puss and ride the gravel, people. You'll thank me. It's rad.

 

To be honest, big twins make the best dirt bikes because of the torque. We were doing gravel burn outs all day long, which make let smoke, but the dust clouds are tremendous, not to mention the rocks that chip paint on other peoples shit. hahahah.

 

We cruised out to Manitou Beach for a beer at the best looking bar we'd seen in a while and had a burger at the beach shack. No pics unfortunately. Great scenery, seriously. Let's go back soon.

  

Billy and Du Keeps will have to finish this post as I cut out after about 5 hours and headed back to town and they headed to Du Keeps cabin at Wakaw for family time and Drunken Water Skiing. Thanks for the ride, boys. Much needed.

Garage Tour

    A lot of my friends have bike projects on the go so last night I spent the evening riding from garage to garage checking them out....
   First stop was Wreckers, after blowing up his shovel engine he decided to buy a brand new Ultima 96 shovel. Open belt drive, kick start, and possibly a complete paint job this winter.

 

    Next I was of to Greasers Garage... he is just finishing up some last minute things on the Hot Tramp before Sturgis. While checking over the bike I noticed this new little detail...

Merk Bros. Kustoms

    Then I headed over to Sliders Garage where Sluggo was cursing the motorcycle gods as the trans on the Junk Yard Dog piled up a week before Sturgis..  a few people might have a spare trans he can buy. I also got to see the progress on Sliders chopper, the Steam Punk ! so cool 

 

    The last stop was at Jessops Garage. Believe it or not he was in there drinking a beer and staring at the freshly mocked up chops haha. There is always something Cool to look at in Brian's Garage !

     With Robins pan blown up again, Jordan's shovel giving him Trouble, and Jesse electra glide in pieces its been a bad summer for old bikes. I think the moral of this post is that my Bros need to do Less wrenching in the Summer and a lot more Riding.

Suburbian Disorder and Social Distortion

So after a lot of humming and hawing the family and I have decided to go back to our roots, move away from the city's core, and back into suburbia where both my wife and I grew-up. I'm a child of the '70's and 80's and like most kids my age (35 if you must know and yes, still a kid) I don't remember many times outside the suburban sprawl. A perfect environment to build  anti-establishment values. Strip malls, parking lots, manicured lawns and rounded curbs.

The wife and I have found a nice solid late '70's bungalow on a quiet street between the mall and the elementary school. Perfect for raising disturbed youth. The boys will be hating my buttoned down lifestyle my September and calling me a fascist by Christmas. Ahh childhood. Our life, I imagine, will look something like this:

 

We take hold of our plastic fantastic world mid-August so if anyone with a truck, trailer, Mule, or covered wagon has a minute we'd love a hand getting our needless possessions from A to B-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l land of Jones's.

Some old bullshit

Found this old skate footage I shot for a short film I was making back in 2001 (?). Still some great footage. Too bad the project never got finished.


Concrete Freedom from J.Epp (I_am_10_ninjas) on Vimeo.

itchin' for a ride

Jumpin' jack gas(ser)

Come together

Slowly putting it back together. Long road ahead, but it needs to be a priority again. I am in need of some shov love.

Ride the Lightning....

  ...turned into a bit of an ironic name for this trip considering all the rain we rode through. But other than one short lived torrential downpour we smiled through the showers as we made our merry way.

First of many ferry rides.

Day one started with a side trip to the Great Sand Hills this was accompanied by quite a few miles of gravel and about 2 or 3 miles of sand road 3-4 inches deep in most spots. Who says you can't off road with a bagger? Joel had the most fun as he was cruising his Suzuki DRZ400SM with the enduro tires. Loved it.

Here we are at the end of the sand as it begins to turn back into gravel.
You couldn't have put the stand down about 10 meters past Joel's bike.

The Ghetto Glide meets his match in girth.

 Day two found us in Kimberley with my homeboy Lee. Lee put on a killer BBQ feast at his place before we went to check out his new shop and his latest amazing genny project. Killer bike. Gonna b a ruler fo sho. We had a great time catching up and shooting the shit proving once again that he shoulda stayed around here....except that he's lovin it out there. Sooo... God Bless. It was great catching up dude. Let's make sure we do it again super soon.

 

  

Day Three was the best day of riding I  think I've ever had. If you've never done the Kaslo to New Denver run you are really really missing something amazing. And from the Needles ferry to Vernon is pretty wicked too. Interior BC is just made for two wheeled machines. Beautiful. Beautiful. Fast. Beautiful. That night we landed in the land of richy rich, Kelowna, and got a taste of the high life. Kip's father-in-law took us out on his boat (which was so big we spell it with a Y here on the prairies) and then took us for a medieval feast of MEAT and grog at some posh place in Peachland. We got rock star parking at the dock out front and walked off the boat, past the massive line of people and gorged on 20 types of dead animal until we were too stuffed to move. Sooo good. Wish I'd taken a pic of the whole boat.

 Day Four was a nice leisurely run through the mountains. A little cooler than before, but a fine day of riding (obviously) through some beautiful country. We landed at David Thompson resort near Nordegg which was straight outta the '70's and far enough from everything that no one had much for cell coverage or anything else. We lost Joel for a while, but he rejoined a few hours later no worse for wear. Poker, drinking, eating and a good night sleep, finally.

Beard casualty.

 Day Five started off with a quick look at some beautiful falls and more proof that off roading and Harleys go together fine. Wet muddy sharp shale roads and washed out roads make for excellent conditions.

That night was spent in Dino-land, Drumheller.  Drove in through the Hoo Doos vai the Cowboy trail. Steak dinners at the Last Chance Saloon in Wayne and a soak in the hotel hot tub that night. Today we rode home and ended off an epic fucking trip that I think we'll all remember.

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So I crashed so what.

Well there's a first for everything.





No broken bones just some road rash
Lee from Hambone Kustoms

I make bars.

Lee from Hambone Kustoms