while gassing up, i made a few calls and to my surprise i pulled up to Mr. Bings with 4 bikes out front and 9 guys saluting me when I walked in the door. Vodka was being poured and slide over to me after the cheers subsided. morons, but loving morons fortuantely.
went by City Lights bookstore a block down and grabbed some reading material for later that night........................
Bay Bridge
Alcatraz
we were all planning our escape back down south our last night and i had planned to keep riding up north to the Bay area.............. so while the fellas were all asleep very early the next morning of our departure , I passed thru our room placing a kiss upon all their little sleepy heads and wishing them a safe trip home......precious little sweetfarts. in the wee hours of morning I headed to gas and oil up on this gray but clear start....that lasted a whole 5 minutes and then i drove into the thickest wettest dripping fog and drove for 60+ miles freezing my nuts off. damn it. pulled off in San Ardos and found a cafe run by some real neat folks and sat for over an hour warming up with the help of whiskey in my tea (thanks Ramon) and rummaged thru a garage sale out front of the cafe that Ramon`s wife was having and found a hoodie to slip under my jacket. warm and toasty. 5 minutes into the 101 and heard a loud padang! and the last bolt on my fender fell off and the thing was shakin`. again, fuck, but laughing because of the alcohol. got to King City and asked some fella at a tire shop if there was any m/c shops to wrench my bike. the directions were: follow the main street a little ways, cross the railroad tracks, turn left at the metal shop, big red building is the shop. good deal. perfect directions. looked as if the place was closed as i pressed my face up to the window. next thing i heard was," what do you need?" "a place to wrench my bike". "pull it around back".
the shop is called Ni Choppers....... John, the owner and his brother Mike and brother-in -law were so fuckin cool and helpful, it scared me that people could be so nice. we sat and talked/worked/drank beer for close to 3 hours. got everything buttoned up and asked how much i owed him for his welding and parts etc......."what do you mean?' "c`mon John, seriously". "no worries. listen, here`s my card. i wrote my cell on the back. if you have any problems, I can pick you up in my truck. frisco`s not far away". are you kidding me? after all the man hugs and hand shakes i was off. righteous folks................ 
What SLO rally? WE don`t need no fuckin` rally............. MIke D. said to head down to Avilla Beach and that we did. of course we had to engage in some cocktails to lessen the pain from the night before and to toast Mike D........ I bowed my head in respect but it was really hard to take a sip of my drink..... but none the less. after some happy hours..... we headed up the coast to Morro Bay. bombed it back to the hotel.......did i tell you about our hotel?
every night at our hotel from 5-7 p.m. was happy hour...all you could drink beer and wine. FREE. not only that but it seems that most of the maintenance and security staff have motorcycles so whatever you needed, tools, electrical wire, nuts and bolts, they were there to help you. we emptied more oil of the front of their establishment then you could imagine and all they said was "don`t worry, we`ll clean it after you fellas leave". fuck yeah. the hotel was Quality Suites on Monterrey Ave. truely amazing....I`m going there again.
Best bike i saw at the SLO Rally and it was some busboys transportation....on some side street between bars
well we checked into a hotel courtesy of Chino Josh, (thanks Josh), and headed out for some SLO nightlife........... Josh had something up his sleeve..........
and it turned out to be a lovely young dentist from San Francisco......bastard.
some crazy college kid shit going on,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, her parents are so proud of how she`s doing in school
she was very helpful serving drinks a natural behind the bar.
fuckin` Josh...................
we rolled in, it was dark, we didn`t know were the fuck we were, let alone going...... so fireman Clayton being the man of action he is, took off and found out about some parking lot with some vintage bikes and a big screen playing that movie called the last, fast, indian? i don`t know, what ever. BORING..........
so we decided to head up the coast to Neptunes in Malibu for some "beverages" and of course someone, Clayton, ran out of gas........ it always happens right? he gets to the station sweatin, we`re all just casually smiling. you`re not supposed to laugh out loud. hell we were ready to go. after neptunes, we got a goin`, and little by little things started falling off my bike.......really. only the best quality of craftsmanship goes into MY bike. half way between malibu and san luis obispo my coil wire kept popping off and i eventually let go of a muffler. just one though. i felt bad, everyone kept stopping until i finally said to split and that i would catch up. .... which i did at the very last gas station before we rolled into SLO.
the bots.......................two brothers........................@ the roxy 11/13/2009.......afro punk
i had sent an email to Sugar Bear inviting him to the Born Free Show and to my surprise i got a return reply that said, "Cya there". well i ran into him at the show and said hey and he said`Nash?`. yep.............. then i froze and probably fell into a really lame smile. luckily, Wil came along and saved me from self-imploding into a bunch of tiny floating particles. thanks Wil, i owe you one....................hey Wil, if you`re reading this, i still have those pictures/paintings for you. get in touch with me.
Sugar Bear in all his glory........... check out the documentary called "Rockers: the Black Biker Experience". great section with Sugar Bear talking about early L.A. m/c history..................
These five movies are my favorite with Night of the Iguana being my #1..... It is so incredibly fucked up and hysterical......... church tour to mexico, defrocked minister, under-aged blond bombshell, uptight potentually lesbian church lady, and an amazing Ava Gardner running a hotel deep in mexico...... this shit is amazing.
Here are two of Tennessee`s movies with Paul Newman in them.....Newman is perfect for his movies...................
And of course, everybody knows this movie, not my favorite but an absolute masterpiece..... I don`t know.... check these out i guess........
Tennessee Williams is one of my favorite writers....... everyone has probably seen most of his movies but his written word is still by far one of the greatest. He loved dysfunction in every aspect........ emotionally, monetarily and sexually. His main characters were always so fucked up but so cool it was scary. He wrote about real life emotions and the lame things people do.......and their dirty little secrets. Some of his best writing was done while he was living in New Orleans...... the city were folks really live. unfortunately Tennessee died while he was putting eye drops in his eyes, he would pop the top off the eye drops and put the top in his mouth, lean back and put the drops in........... he ended up choking to death probably because he was so high......Tennessee loved to get high, alcohol, barbiturates and amphetamines....... it may have diminished his gag reflex. Such is the case. I know I probably bore many of you with my crap about writers and their books so I`ve decided to list my favorite movies of his.....they are all pretty amazing.
nice meeting you takada,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
kio is #1 ..............................
chino josh is the next wave of new builders to watch.................don`t be afraid, accept change....
thank you japan..................you`re very inspirational with motorcycles and art.......... hope to see you again soon.
harpoon`s paint...
i think this guy is in some band called Hanson............ i think.
brothers...........
everyone was playing so nice.........
who`s that criminal with the glasses in the background.......wish i knew how to photo shop.........
fear the the hand.......accept the 4q...............
ebony model.....................we`re so lucky to have him for our own in so.cal......................
these fellas are very photogenic................in real life they are hideous................
