Triumph Trident in drag trim
beat up vans everywhere; I was in love
view atop the Wall of Death
handing out tips
Steve's racebike on display
"I must've died and gone to Linkert heaven!" one customer announced
humor at every turn
a lovely sidecar rig, yet a rich source of jokes. "weight distribution? Sure, if the guy doesn't have any friends to ride bitch. Must've taken him forever to build, considering he has no friends to help him!"
closeups on a '71 CB500 racebike
nothing matters under 5k, apparently!
Keith and Rudess; met them drinking late Friday night. After meeting them, it was like we ran into each other at every vendor spot the next day. Crazy motherfuckers, they were.