OK, I know there are a lot of purists out there who wouldn't even consider anything newer than '84 simply because that's when the Evo came out and the Shovel went into the annals of MoCo history. But I'll be damned if I don't love the Evo. Look at what the MoCo did over time. When the Knuck first cam out that was a great leap in overhead valve design from the side valve Flathead motors. They then tweaked the top end and came up with the Pan. Again redesigning the Pan came the Shovel. The Shovel was again tweaked from the generator cases to the alternator case familiar with the Evo. If it wasn't for AMF the Evo wouldn't be around. AMF decided it was time to make a good product and make it better, meaner and faster without leaks. Hence iron cylinders, good bye. Hello aluminum jugs and with them came closer tolerances. Oil systems were virtually gone now with the new Evo oil pump and just general dicking around came NO LEAKS.
I know guys who say there's nothing like the sound of a Pan or Shovel but to me, my evo gives me wood. I embrace change, newness and better technology. I'll even commit blasphemy and say I like my Twinky motor in the Blank Slate '04 FXST I have sitting back home in Texas and can't wait to get time to hack on it with my sawsall and grinder. I will admit I messed up and bought that softail when over time I have come to the realization that traditional swingarms are the way to go. I think I might leave it alone and sell that badboy and get a Dyna superglide to hack up. On a side note I will always own a Sporty chop until I croak or them moto-sickles kill me.
A tale of a Boozefighter's former adventures in jackassery in The Land of the Moaning Clam and new adventures back in the Lone Star State and Beyond to the Desert wastes of the Stan's of the world back to the Land of the Moaning Clam and who knows where else to inculde By God Texas and the whatnot! And Shit!
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Saturday, May 31, 2008
And now a philosophy lesson from Cowboy BFMC 21
There are three basic types of clubs. The 1-piece patch clubs are primarily corporate sponsored, clubs like H.O.G. Chapters. The requirements for these types of clubs are simple, you buy a bike, you buy a patch, you pay your dues, and you go on rides. The 2-piece clubs are of a little different breed of biker, stuck somewhere in a foggy limbo between the 1-piece and the 3-piece clubs. The 2-piece clubs usually consist of people of the same occupations or church groups, things like that. With the incorporation of fines and stricter club by-laws the 2-piece clubs are a little more “old school” than the 1-piece. As far as law enforcement is concerned, the 3-piece patch signifies an “OUTLAW BIKER”. It’s important to understand that the people who wear these patches live in a totally different world from that of all the other types of clubs.
The 3-piece is the most demanding, time consuming, expensive and dangerous of all. Like other more well known clubs, the Boozefighters have never considered ourselves outlaw bikers or gang members but, no matter how we look at ourselves, we are still under the same strict guidelines and must survive in an outlaw subculture where respect and protocol is everything! One wrong word, one wrong move or even the wrong look at the wrong time can literally and instantly cost you your life, and possibly the lives of fellow club members…AND THAT’S NO BULLSHIT!!!!! …
. A clubs colors are, a reflection of who they are.
Unlike the members of other types of clubs we must realize that our clubs patch is far more than just an article of clothing it’s sacred. Our clubs patch is far more than a statement it’s our flag. A statement and a flag that all club members must be willing to defended to the death, that’s why we wear it.
Any group or club can come up with a clever, cute or ominous sounding name and get some cloth sewn into the idea. But what they don’t realize is, a seamstress can’t create what they’re trying to achieve, only a long history of respect, dedication to each other and years of riding within a brotherhood like the Boozefighters can any club achieve that.
The 3 piece patches of the old, long established clubs, clubs with legacy and history, like the Boozefighters, command a well-earned respect from most clubs. Unfortunately there are other clubs that consider the same notoriety we enjoy as target to make a name for themselves. These are usually smaller clubs with little notoriety of their own that feel they need to somehow generate respect from the biker community by standing up to the older, more respected clubs…
Recognition and seniority in this life style, not only carry great weight, but a huge also responsibility, a responsibility that anyone who wears colors must never lose site of. Your life, as you know it, changes completely and forever once you put on the patch of a motorcycle club like ours but of course that’s why the 3-piece patch has always been an outward sign of a man’s true inner spirit. An inner spirit that only gets richer and stronger with time compelling its members, without hesitation, to be willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for each other and their patch. Be careful what you wish for!!!!!
The 3-piece is the most demanding, time consuming, expensive and dangerous of all. Like other more well known clubs, the Boozefighters have never considered ourselves outlaw bikers or gang members but, no matter how we look at ourselves, we are still under the same strict guidelines and must survive in an outlaw subculture where respect and protocol is everything! One wrong word, one wrong move or even the wrong look at the wrong time can literally and instantly cost you your life, and possibly the lives of fellow club members…AND THAT’S NO BULLSHIT!!!!! …
. A clubs colors are, a reflection of who they are.
Unlike the members of other types of clubs we must realize that our clubs patch is far more than just an article of clothing it’s sacred. Our clubs patch is far more than a statement it’s our flag. A statement and a flag that all club members must be willing to defended to the death, that’s why we wear it.
Any group or club can come up with a clever, cute or ominous sounding name and get some cloth sewn into the idea. But what they don’t realize is, a seamstress can’t create what they’re trying to achieve, only a long history of respect, dedication to each other and years of riding within a brotherhood like the Boozefighters can any club achieve that.
The 3 piece patches of the old, long established clubs, clubs with legacy and history, like the Boozefighters, command a well-earned respect from most clubs. Unfortunately there are other clubs that consider the same notoriety we enjoy as target to make a name for themselves. These are usually smaller clubs with little notoriety of their own that feel they need to somehow generate respect from the biker community by standing up to the older, more respected clubs…
Recognition and seniority in this life style, not only carry great weight, but a huge also responsibility, a responsibility that anyone who wears colors must never lose site of. Your life, as you know it, changes completely and forever once you put on the patch of a motorcycle club like ours but of course that’s why the 3-piece patch has always been an outward sign of a man’s true inner spirit. An inner spirit that only gets richer and stronger with time compelling its members, without hesitation, to be willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for each other and their patch. Be careful what you wish for!!!!!
Thursday, May 29, 2008
I had plans for this....
But they were squashed when I found out the neck had no numbers on it anymore. I couldn't register it since the rules are strictly enforced in Korea with no room for fudging and I had dreams of making this a totally raw, loud, white lining machine. Oh well, such is life.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
French Kiss Awesomeness!
Bobby at French Kiss Kustoms does outstanding work! I can't wait to get these back and rule all of Korea with my chopper powers, used for good of course.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
More Yokohama, again...
Chopper Dave making women and small kids flinch with the exhaust blat from the X-Wedge, what a ruler.
Of course the best shit of the show was out in the parking lot.
Bad ass.
I love the air cleaner on this.
Of course the best shit of the show was out in the parking lot.
Bad ass.
I love the air cleaner on this.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Bow to the awesomeness of my Hyosung...
Rattle trap one lunger of annoyingness. I sound like I'm hauling ass at 130 mph but I'm only doing 50 at top speed screaming down the road. It was a gift from some friends in Red Horse here at Osan AB who had some free time on their hands and had to get rid of it. So they gave it to me in hopes of finding a good home for it.
Monday, April 21, 2008
Another chapter in my life is over...
Well, it's been a great run with the Freedom Riders, born from the ashes of the Barons MC. It was an honor to help build and serve as an officer in various posts but I felt it was time to close that chapter in my life. Gracefully trying to bow out of a one piece patch local club to a three piece international club. It was a long hard decision for me, lots of sleepless nights, frustration and yes even tears shed but I've decided to prospect for the Boozefighters MC. I know I broke a brothers heart when I told him I was planning on leaving and I let down other brothers in the Rough Riders who've been trying to recruit me.
I've stayed loyal to a fault for many years in the club with my brothers even though I've been worked on by a few different 2 and 3 piece clubs here in korea and abroad wanting to make a foot hold in this country. For those of you, I'm truely sorry. To my brothers in the Freedom Riders, thank you.
I've stayed loyal to a fault for many years in the club with my brothers even though I've been worked on by a few different 2 and 3 piece clubs here in korea and abroad wanting to make a foot hold in this country. For those of you, I'm truely sorry. To my brothers in the Freedom Riders, thank you.
Pohang bound...
Went for a long ride this weekend with my buds and had some other brithers and friends from Kunsan ride out to meet us. We had a great time! Next to the hotel was a Family mart and the beach. We sat out there all hours of the night swilling beer like vagrant wino's right in front of the store. What a classy joint.
Nice twisties. That's one of the things I love about this country.
Freedom Riders and Rough Riders...
El Guapo el pissingo
The hand outside of Pohang... have no clue as to why it's there or what it signafies.
Nice twisties. That's one of the things I love about this country.
Freedom Riders and Rough Riders...
El Guapo el pissingo
The hand outside of Pohang... have no clue as to why it's there or what it signafies.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Riding with the Origional Wild Ones.
Since we didn't head to Daecheon beach because of the rain on Saturday (I hate leaving in the rain) I sat around in the house in my underwear scratching my you know what. Well,today Randy gives me a call that they're just going on a short putt around the lake for a couple of hours so yeah, I'm there.
On Yong-in mountain
Prospect Randy with his daughter who rode on my bike.
Big Daddy
made a coffee stop at the Chinook Cafe.
On Yong-in mountain
Prospect Randy with his daughter who rode on my bike.
Big Daddy
made a coffee stop at the Chinook Cafe.
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