Noot

at Ricky's . . . Music and Metal

A lot of people know all about music . . . that's the easy, fun part. To play an instrument takes commitment. It ain't easy. To play in a band, write your own tunes - that's another level. More commitment. An electric guitar in one hand - and an acetylene torch in the other hand - More commitment. Ricky has talents that many of us don't have, or haven't committed ourselves like he has. I look at all these builders as each of them having something special that is their "expertise." It's hard to do it all - some more than others. While everyone was still sleeping, I'm gazing around in Ricky's shop. Man, his band (The Big Iron) has played with some righteous bands - on the same stage. That's cool as fuck. History you can't take back. It's cool I got to meet this guy that few know about . . . credit where credit is due I guess? . . . and we're pretty cool friends now.
Rock On !

Digger Mania

This Sportster is really super cool. He worked really hard on it - and I wouldn't change a thing. When fired up, it's got a nice bam bam bam rap out the pipe - and sounds solid and crisp. A true custom digger - with a style that . . . never goes outta style. Leaf by Bob Bond !

Ken Pressgrove of Topeka, Kansas

All Ken ever wanted to be was a champion motorcycle flat track racer. It's all he ever knew - and he lives on (as seen in the movie) On Any Sunday . . .

Jammin'

Did the jambs on the '66 . . . which were covered in 40 years of over spray, nicks, scrapes and primer scale.
Knock it down with a purple scotch-brite . . . clean with wax & grease remover, tape it all off - then add your favorite Artesian Turquoise basecoat/clear to a can of reducer, shake & spray. You can buy the clear (can form) right off the shelf at your local Car Quest. Factory look - all done in your driveway.

Boondocks Truck Stop

This truck stop has great pie. Always has - always will. This Strawberry Rhubarb was so damn delicious with it's sugary crust. I sat on the hood of the Dodge and savored every bite. If you can picture this place (see photo above) - it's old. Boondocks was "the stop" for travelers in the 1960s. Dad gassed up his new Biscayne, mom used the restroom and powdered up, the kids got a toy. The smell of fried chicken with mashed potatoes - or How about a hot beef sandwich ? Truckers, travelers . . . and a lonely soul on a motorbike with a big pack on the back. Boondocks was the oasis at Hwy 20 and I-35 freeway. Today - it's still open. Easily passed by high mpg vehicles. A new truck stop, cleaner and more modern is on the opposite side of the freeway - but, it will never see my business - as long as Boondocks has the Come On In - We're OPEN !