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CHECK IT OUT–A CUSTOM INDIAN?—I thought you might dig these pictures of my friend Dave Parker’s 2001 Indian Scout. I sold it to him (and he is still my friend???), when I was working at an Indian dealership at a good price. We both knew it was fundamentally a good bike, after the bugs were worked out, and he put a lot of miles on it as a mostly stock bike.
Indian went in the crapper and he decided to make it into the chopper he always wanted. The only thing that remains is the frame, engine, tranny, primary and controls. He put a raked Paugho springer, new tank, fenders and swingarm. He stuffed a 180 in the back and powdercoated everything black. The bike gets a lot of looks and unless you’re na Indian expert you would never know it was a Scout enjoy!
Dave asked that Colin Mcloud be recognized for assembly and Tracy Wright for the paint on the Scalped Indian.
–Ken
Rise Above Consulting LLC
(970)227-3588
MODEL FINDS BIKERNET–Hi.. I found your site through a friend.I do modeling and was wondering if you might be interested in some new photos we just did with a custom Harley…
I am adding a new photo of myself so you can see who is e-mailing you.Here are two of the photos with the Harley. if you are interested in more let me know..I can also do a shoot anyway you would like them done with this bike.. full nudes.. wet hair : ) you name it..
Thanks for your time..
My friends call meJag
What do you think?–Bandit
G SQUARED MOTORSPORTSPRO STOCK BIKE: G2/S&S/STAR RACING BUELLRIDER: CHIP ELLIS–20TH ANNUAL NHRA LUCAS OIL NATIONALSMAPLE GROVE RACEWAY ? READING, PENN.SEPTEMBER 16-19, 2004Qualifying:Session 1 Friday: 7.224 seconds at 183.34 mph (# 5)Lucas Oil NHRA Nationals postponed until Oct. 8-10Ellis in 5th after one qualifying run.
MOHNTON, Penn. (September 18, 2004) ? Two days of heavy rain showers from the remnants of Hurricane Ivan completely saturated the grounds of Maple Grove Raceway, including the racer pit areas and spectator parking lots, forcing NHRA officials to postpone the 20th annual NHRA Lucas Oil Nationals until Oct. 8-10.
Two rounds of professional qualifying for all four professional categories (Top Fuel, Funny Car, Pro Stock cars and Pro Stock Bikes) will be held on Friday (Oct. 8) at 2:30 p.m. and 5:30 p.m. and two additional qualifying sessions are set for Saturday (Oct. 9) at 11 a.m. and 2 p.m. Eliminations will begin at 11 a.m. on Sunday (Oct. 10).
In the only qualifying session completed for Pro Stock Bike, Chip Ellis, aboard the G2/S&S/Star Racing Buell, covered the quarter- mile drag strip at Maple Grove in 7.224 seconds. The run was good for the No. 5 spot.
That qualifying session, along with one that Pro Stock cars completed will be carried over until the rescheduled event.
Although the ever popular motorcycles will not be part of the program, the NHRA POWERade Drag Racing Series moves on to the Texas Motorplex near Dallas for the NHRA O?Reilly Fall Nationals next weekend (Sept. 23-26) before heading to Chicago for the NHRA CARQUEST Auto Parts Nationals (Sept. 30-Oct. 3) at Route 66 Raceway, in Joliet, Ill., about 30 miles from Chicago.
The next event for Pro Stock Bikes on the NHRA POWERade Drag Racing Series, excluded the rescheduled Lucas Oil Nationals on October 8-10, is the NHRA ACDelco Las Vegas Nationals at The Strip at Las Vegas Motor Speedway. The event unfolds October 28-31.
WOMEN’S TEE SHIRTS.. WASHINGTON POST– runs a column each summer listing interesting WOMEN’S T-shirts observed at the Ocean City, Maryland beach.
1. I CHILDPROOFED MY HOUSE, BUT THEY STILL GET IN.
2. (On the front) 60 IS NOT OLD. (On the back) IF YOU’RE A TREE.
3. I’M STILL HOT… IT JUST COMES IN FLASHES.
4. AT MY AGE, “GETTING LUCKY” MEANS FINDING MY CAR IN THE PARKING LOT.
5. MY REALITY CHECK JUST BOUNCED.
6. LIFE IS SHORT. MAKE FUN OF IT.
7. I’M NOT 50. I’M $49.95 PLUS TAX.
8. ANNAPOLIS–A DRINKING TOWN WITH A SAILOR PROBLEM.
9. I NEED SOMEBODY BAD… ARE YOU BAD?
10. PHYSICALLY PFFFFFT!
11. BUCKLE UP. IT MAKES IT HARDER FOR THE ALIENS TO SNATCH YOU FROMYOUR CAR.
12. I’M NOT A SNOB. I’M JUST BETTER THAN YOU ARE.
13. IT’S MY CAT’S WORLD. I’M JUST HERE TO OPEN CANS.
14. EARTH IS THE INSANE ASYLUM OF THE UNIVERSE.
15. KEEP STARING…. I MAY DO A TRICK.
16. WE GOT RID OF THE KIDS. THE CAT WAS ALLERGIC.
17. DANGEROUSLY UNDER-MEDICATED.
18. MY MIND WORKS LIKE LIGHTNING. ONE BRILLIANT FLASH AND IT’S GONE.
19. EVERY TIME I HEAR THE DIRTY WORD “EXERCISE”, I WASH MY MOUTH OUTWITHCHOCOLATE.
20. CATS REGARD PEOPLE AS WARM-BLOODED FURNITURE.
21. LIVE YOUR LIFE SO THAT WHEN YOU DIE, THE PREACHER WILL NOT HAVE TO TELL LIES AT YOUR FUNERAL.
22. IN GOD WE TRUST. ALL OTHERS WE POLYGRAPH
NEW DALLAS CHROME CONNECTION–Rick Fairless and the gang from Stroker Dallas bought Show and Go Chrome Plating in Dallas. It’s not a production shop, but dedicated to custom applications. In otherwords they know motorcycles and how to handle custom parts.
” Fellow Hamster Joe T. Moore & I have bought a chrome plating/powdercoating/polishing shop in Dallas,” Rick Fairless told me, “The name of the shop is Show & Go. They have been in business for over 30 years. Our friend was the owner & founder of the company. Now he has moved to California (search me?) & Joe T. & I own & operate the shop.
“We have a very nice shop & our work is excellent. One of our platers is the original guy that has worked there for 30 years. Our polishers have been there for over 10 years. Please give us a shot. I promise you’ll be happy with our work.
You can ship your parts here to me at Strokers Dallas or directly to Show & Go. I have a runner that picks up here every day. Joe T. & I truly would appreciate your business.”
Rick Fairless
Cell # 972.567.4427
Strokers Dallas
9304 Harry Hines
Dallas, Tx. 75235
214.357.0707
Show & Go
11702 Plano Pkwy.
Dallas, Tx. 75243
214.343.8871
THE PEG SCRAPPERS BALL– My accountants wife is organizing “The Peg Scrappers Ball” for the City of Torrance. She works for the Torrance PD. It will be held October 10th to benefit the special olympics. Can you help promote it on your website??
Her e-mail is: kkiesling@torrnet.com
Bob Bitchin
Founder & Publisher
Latitudes & Attitudes Magazine
publisher@latsandatts.net
www.latsandatts.net
888-8-WE SAIL
(310) 798-3445
CRAZY HORSE PAINT JOB OF THE WEEK– It was odd getting back on my Sportster after riding my gooseneck chop. The poor Sporty gathered dust in the shop, while I fussed over the chopper. I hadn’t taken the sporty out since May when I rode to Myrtle Beach. Yet here we are, the Fall Myrtle Beach Rally is this weekend. I planned riding the gooseneck. Planning on how to pack without using saddlebags is a trick. I think I can go for a weekend with only two pairs of jeans, tank top, 1 long sleeved shirt, jacket, and 1 pair of boots. Hey, I’m a chick and I have packed tons of crap on that Sporty. Sturgis taught me how to travel on a trimmed down chopper with only a dayroll on the bars and small backpack on me. Then I got the news from Tony at Sata Spray Guns, my chopper, which is appearing in their airbrush magazine ads, will be on display at their booth at the big yearly automotive refinisher’s trade show, known as the NACE show. So it must be kept relatively clean until that show which happens in Las Vegas during the first week of Nov.
And I have been feeling kind of guilty about my poor Sporty. So I rolled it out into the sunshine Sunday afternoon and wiped the cobwebs off. It was a crisp, yet warm day. The kind of fall day, we in the Southeast dream about after a hot, humid summer. I figured I’d better find out how the old Sporty was feeling before I hopped on it to go to Myrtle. It’s so weird when you get used to the way a vehicle feels. Like after driving a standard for year, ya get in an automatic and your left foot is always searching for the clutch peddle and you keep trying to shift. Well that’s how it was Sunday on the Sporty.
Rode that bike 10 years, yet it took me a few miles to get used to it after riding the gooseneck. The bike just felt short. The chopper is all stretched out and I have to lean forward, not sit straight up like at Grandma’s dinner table. The Sporty shifted way too smooth. No fighting with that shifter peddle. And I actually have to steer the bike. I sit low on the chopper and basically steer it with my butt. It’s hard to describe. It handles like a little dirt bike. It actually handles better. Then there’s the fact that I only have four gears, and drag gears at that, with the Sporty. But Sunday afternoon that may have been a good thing. It’s hard to get a ticket for speeding when the bike doesn’t want to go over 65. Now if I’d been on the gooseneck……….
But then I remembered how fun the Sporty is off the line and every time I took off, it made the most of it. The Sporty did punish me. It refused to release the rear brake, until I went down the road a ways after stopping. I finally began to use only the front. But it was a sweet day for riding. I went over the state line to South Carolina. Highway 21 is one of the favorite riding roads. I saw quite a few bikes and even a few big packs of bikes out. It runs through the back country of north central SC, just south of Charlotte, NC. No subdivisions, no strip malls, no Walmarts. Just farmer’s fields, trees, trailer homes and traditional style Southern homes with wrap around porches. In the driveways, I saw no Lexus, two-seater BMWs or Hummers. No manicured lawns. Just down home real life, you could practically smell the biscuits and gravy. There’s a couple of cool little bars on the south stretch of 21. The Handlebar is just down the road from Rt. and is often a stop for poker runs. There looked to be about 25 bikes in the lot. More bikes than cars or trucks. The other bar, The Double R Bar is a few miles farther south. I may have the name of that one wrong as I wasn’t concentrating on the sign and have not stopped there yet. I gassed up when I got to Rt 9. The other customers at the station included pickup trucks, one of which was hauling a battered race car whose sponsor was The Kickstart Bar. Four people sat across the bench seat of the dusty late 70’s pickup.
On my way back up 21, a pack of bikes, that had rolled by me at the gas station, pulled into the Double R. They waved as I went by. No, I didn’t stop at any bar. I had a pile of work waiting for me at home. I just wanted to catch some wind and reacquaint myself with a bike that I too often forget.
I forget how good looking that bike is. I spend too much time in a world that is too clean and new. I drive by subdivisions that are full of houses that look like the set of a TV show, so clean, so perfect, not a blade of grass out of place. I wait at intersections surrounded by immaculate new luxury cars, my ’98 Explorer looking completely out of place. I spend time at bike shows and rally parties where the average motor in those gleaming bikes, costs way more than the $3500 I paid for my whole Sportster.
So it’s easy to get caught up in the rat race to be better, prettier, more successful-the rush to be upwardly mobil. The Sportster reminds me who I am. I am the girl who was totally thrilled 10 years ago to be the owner of that bike. The woman who waited 31 years to be the owner of a Harley. A person who will never forget how wonderful it feels to own a bike free and clear, no loan to pay back. People tend to be judged by the image they present to the world. My sporty will never win a bike show. It will never be featured in a magazine. It will never draw a crowd with folks lining up to get my autograph. But that’s not what it’s all about. It’s about being happy where you are and thankful for what you have. Enjoying a sunny day. Living a real life, not one based on what TV and magazines tells us life should be. Too bad so many out there forget that. There’s alot of incredible roads to ride and many people riding them that don’t fit into the narrow definition of what’s cool. Go out and ride a few, and if you see a bike broke down on the side of the road, stop and lend a hand. Be real.
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