Various pictures of various places taken on various short rides
and a little stroll down memory Lane....
I don't ride it that much anymore, but here's my
1997 Big Dog. Very loud, very fast....
The Shade Tree Inn - Glenwood, Washington
Below: Beacon Rock taken at Hamilton Landing, Skamania, Washington
Riverside Lodge, Stevenson, Washington
Some art work entitled Galaxy at the Stevenson waterfront
Stevenson Landing, Stevenson, Washington
Wind surfers on the Columbia River at Stevenson, Washington
That's Wind Mountain straight ahead.
Labor Day, 2010 at the Dilligaf's
Their place on the Sandy River is guarded by a killer deer....
Making sure no one drives off in their ancient 10 ton roller that still runs
And crashes it into the gazebo that Mayor Vern built by hand
Their place is right on the Sandy River. Pretty peaceful..
Turned out to be a nice day although overcast
Mount Saint Helens on 9/11/2010 at the McClellan viewpoint
Bonneville Fish Hatchery
Bonneville Navigation Lock
Deb, the older, wiser, divorced brunette
Pictures of better days...sort of
Best car I ever owned. My 1959 Oldsmobile hardtop - The Judge.
Pictures taken around the Summer of 1968 - Spring 1969
My 1968 Oldsmobile 442 taken between 1969 - 1971
Too bad you can't go back in time...
My 1977 Shovelhead lowrider. My 1966 Honda CB77 305 Super Hawk.
And my 1967 Harley Sportster XLH
Brattleboro, Vermont circa 1977
Jessica Jeep who I haven't seen or heard from in 30 years and counting
The last time I saw the Jeepster she looked like this.
She turned 34 on 8/8/10. I was younger than that the last time I saw her.
Imagine that...... we sure don't get the life we expected, huh? :(
Speaking of disappointments.. meet the Moxie bike. A very hard luck, poorly
designed, $36,000 piece of junk designed and assembled by the incompetent Joe Creep
clutz aka "Builder X" who owns California Customs. This sled is now in the possession
of a Portland Patch holder who is hopefully a lot happier with this bike than I ever was.
This heap looked good and got a lot of compliments but you never wanted to ride
it any further than you could push it back home. 5,500 miles in 10+ years.
It spent most of it's life either in the shop or parked in the back corner
of my garage. Few events in my life made me happier than getting rid of this
unreliable money pit.
