A day late and a dollar short.

As far as I can remember the first cassette tape I ever bought on my own was The Best of Jimi Hendrix Experience. My dad was a gardener and I worked with him mowing lawns all day. On the way home I begged him to stop by the record store so I could spend my days pay on some of Hendrix's music. I still remember the cashier saying "starting him on the classics huh," as i forked over the bread. In the truck I ripped open the cellophane and inspected every inch of the insert. We pulled up to the house, I jumped out of the truck before it had completely stopped and made a b-line for my walkman. I sat in my room all night just playing it over and over. That tape didn't leave the walkman for over a month. Jimi Hendrix's birthday was yesterday.





A couple of my favorite JImi Hendrix Experience Songs.

tomorrow...

Tony and the boys over at Classic are moving on up like George and Weezy.

Happy Thanksgiving..

I know what i'm thankful for.

this guy..

adam takes pictures.
has an attractive family.
wants to skate my ramp.
doesn't want to skate my ramp.
lives down here now.
has a new blog.

check it-
Adam Wright

R.I.P.

It might not look like much but if there was one thing I could always count on, it was that the Ranger would get me there everytime. I purposely beat the shit out of it because I knew it was tired and ready to move on. Oil, power steering fluid and coolant were a daily routine but after 370,891 miles without any major issues, I couldn't expect any less. The check from the State of California sure put a smile on my face, but when I saw the dismantler write "crush" on the side of her I kinda felt a little guilty for the fate I had bestowed upon such a reliable car.
Thanks for the goodtimes.

wine 'em, dine 'em, 69 'em...

living quarters


impressive


Brandon was buzzing around on this killer survivor digger


too legit


Michaels shovel looking all proper like


Nick and Jason getting real cozy


In The Wind is probably the best ever


the Porta Costa Polar Bear was a little intimidating


my bike not barking on command


clean as a whistle


we all know why Nicks smiling


chasing rain and a double rainbow on the ride home




Rad weekend. Slept on Max's floor, woke up to hot cocoa and took a ride through the hills of east bay. I almost was "the guy who crashed this year" coming in hot on a muddy corner, somehow managed to Steve Mcqueen out of if it looking like a pro...speaking of Steve Mcqueen, Nick had a blast too. The chicks up there ride hard, if not harder than some of the guys. Jason Mcafee is a rad dude, Toby and Sara always pleasant, Brandon is charming, and Max is always cool and a gracious host. Thanks again for having us guys.

wow...

My man Paulo at Joe King Helmets in Brazil just finished this awesome helmet for me. I cant really say enough about Paulo, he busted his ass getting us all to Brazil and now this? Thanks a ton man i truly do appreciate everything.

oaklands finest....

69 mile ride tomorrow.
Goodnight.

swap or die..

I think the threat of rain scared alot of people off so the swap was pretty dead. Still managed to get a couple goodies.

skate and destroy

Nick, Chris and me chopperd down to the Thrasher show to bring down the property value a little bit. Such an awesome collection of photos, I remembered almost every single one and each kinda brought me back in time a little. Snapped this shot of Cards and then my phone died...bummer.
And couldn't have asked for better weather on the ride home. goodnight.

por vida...

My buddy Mark stopped by today and surprised me with these. I had mentioned how cool it was to ruin Paulo's arm in Brazil so he pieced together a couple of machines he had laying around for me to play with. He said the deal was I had to attempt another one of my "signature" tombstones with the year of his Pan-Shovel....deal.

Live To Ride...

...Ride To Eat.



In the ATR Store now.

Oh Canada....

Speaking of ManWolfs, check out these badboys Josh from over at Utility Boardshop hooked me up with.

brush yo teef

oh..maybe thats why my bike isn't charging.

going nowhere...

Having been born and raised within a mile of Disneyland my whole life, you could say I've been there a couple times. In recent years one thing I always do is make it a point to stop and stare at this little belly tanker in one of the the gift shops over in California Adventure. Rumors are it was a real car built and raced by Paul Wright at El Mirage and Bonneville years ago and then sold to Disney who "Disney'd" it up a little from its original look. Employees say its just a prop built for the store...regardless of its history, it looks killer and would look even cooler in my garage.

morning cruise

Grants bike works and it looks good....what a concept.


Mike was motor-boating the new Glide.


Serious knick-knackery..


Met up with Mike, Grant and Ryan at the Cycle Lodge before a little buzz through the canyons. Breakfast burritos at Cooks, curves under tree cover, high speeds on the toll roads and Grant helping me figure out a proper jetting combo for my bike(thanks buddy)....all before noon.
Now I got the rest of the day to do macho stuff like carving pumpkins and decorating cookies.

Brazil in no particular order...

Matt had way too much faith in South American airport restaurant cleanliness.


Daniel was such a nice dude and had a really cool van. He took me and Dean for a ride in his old 68 Mustang with a gnarly built 390 and Muncie 4 speed. He had us both holding each other, scared shitless in the back seat as he spun tires through all four gears through sketchy brazillian neighborhoods. Fishtailing going 75mph down car lined residential streets barely wide enough for 2 cars was pretty intense. I'll never forget that one.

Pegasus MC...'nuff said


Apparently bike washing is big business down there. We went to a couple different bars that doubled as bike baths and bikes were flowing in and out like crazy.


This Panhead has been there for years. It's been modded with disks all the way around to handle the insane driving conditions down there. Pure chaos on the roads. I'm pretty sure that if you're on 2 wheels the rules of the road don't apply to you because I saw some crazy moves by those motorcycle couriers. The ambulances were splitting lanes just to scrape these guys off the pavement because they drop like flys according to the locals...crazy stuff.


This flatty trike was my pick for best restoration. Beautiful bike.


There was alot of laughter this night. I wouldn't even know where to begin.


Max etched his mark into Paulo's arm...Me and Dave gave it a shot too. I think he was a little worried but honestly, moments like this is where its at. These are memories you'll never forget.


This was a cool cut. "Sons of the Wind" He was one of two guys that I met down there who happened to be at the original Woodstock in 69.


ChopperDave - 9 out of 10 aint bad.


Chrys, Daniel, Ava, Paulo and Eddie...aka SiniStroS. Our gracious hosts.


I only took a few crappy phone pics and kind of regret it. I've got more stories than I do pictures, thats for sure. It was an amazing trip and I just want to thank Paulo and Eddie for doing whatever they did to get us there and make sure we were well taken care of. The show was a success and a ton of bikes and people showed up which leads me to believe there will be another show next year.



After all the bike stuff and no riding I was lucky enough to get off the airport shuttle and go straight to my bike which I left at Wills..Rode down the coast for a while to get some breakfast before cutting inland to my house. Good to be home.