My daughter invited me to the first public function at a new distillery opened by a couple of her friends in Corktown, Detroit Mi., Two James Spirit Company.
They had about 25 vintage & custom machines in two rows in the cask room. Very up close and personal display.
The real show was outside. The street was lined with chopped or cafe'd HD, Triumphs, BSA's & Honda 750's.
Most of these bikes were small budget garage or small shop built daily riders. Built by guys mostly in the 20 to 30 something age. I haven't seen this kind of enthusiasm in years.
Michigan Avenue echoed with the sound of open pipes laughter and great conversation until midnight. I felt like I was in a Dave Mann painting what with all the bikes, hair, loud pipes, black leather, denim cutoffs and babes.
I haven't seen this much kick starting since the seventies.
My cb1100 received a lot of attention too. It was the first time anyone had seen one in the wild.
No pics though, had camera/operator malfunction.
(08-25-2013, 11:56 PM)dailyrider_imp Wrote: [ -> ]My daughter invited me to the first public function at a new distillery opened by a couple of her friends in Corktown, Detroit Mi., Two James Spirit Company.
They had about 25 vintage & custom machines in two rows in the cask room. Very up close and personal display.
The real show was outside. The street was lined with chopped or cafe'd HD, Triumphs, BSA's & Honda 750's.
Most of these bikes were small budget garage or small shop built daily riders. Built by guys mostly in the 20 to 30 something age. I haven't seen this kind of enthusiasm in years.
Michigan Avenue echoed with the sound of open pipes laughter and great conversation until midnight. I felt like I was in a Dave Mann painting what with all the bikes, hair, loud pipes, black leather, denim cutoffs and babes.
I haven't seen this much kick starting since the seventies.
My cb1100 received a lot of attention too. It was the first time anyone had seen one in the wild.
They call it steam punk. A portion of that generation just loves tube amps, real electric guitars, and old motorcycles.
Frankly I find I have nothing in common with the guys my age at the local watering hole. These days most all of them grouse and pine for the "good old days" and talk about how kids these days don't get it. BS. I seek out the kids and mostly avoid the old farts. The kids are the future.
I whole heartedly agree with you Stretch.
What was nice was that the pestilence of 'baggers' around here was a no show.
I spoke with a couple of guys with small shops that are making a living at buying old bikes, chopping or cafeing and selling them. There were a lot of rigid frames, tank shifters and spray bomb paint jobs there Saturday night.
I'm gonna have to pull my old faded levi denim out of the closet. Sure brought back a lot of good memories of when I first started riding.
(08-26-2013, 01:05 AM)dailyrider_imp Wrote: [ -> ]I whole heartedly agree with you Stretch.
What was nice was that the pestilence of 'baggers' around here was a no show.
I spoke with a couple of guys with small shops that are making a living at buying old bikes, chopping or cafeing and selling them. There were a lot of rigid frames, tank shifters and spray bomb paint jobs there Saturday night.
I'm gonna have to pull my old faded levi denim out of the closet. Sure brought back a lot of good memories of when I first started riding.
I love those kids. That crowd also does bicycles and you will see lots of older steel framed bicycles in various states of restoration/repair out of those kids. I have a friend who started up a little business doing that and he is going great guns now, can't find time to do anything else.
Also the other cool element is you were with your own kid who must have her head on pretty straight to like this kind of stuff.