Carey... thanks man. I Love this kind of stuff. Not just a random
cool photo, but the history behind them. thanks for taking the time. -max-
Hey Max. Just listened to your radio show and got a good smile out of the stories of growing up and the simple things in life. I thought id share my dads bike with you since I thought you would appreciate the weirdness of it being a swing arm hermaphrodite. My dad Shannon bought the 63 flh in the late 70s for 2400 bucks and turned it into the flying pan. He's told me a story of throwing a woman off the back at 40 mph in the late 70s since her white shoes were burning on the pipes. Fast forward twenty some years and all I knew growing up was that his bike was the best in the world since it had trophies and he told me it was the best. A few years back I was turned on to your blog and got really excited about the way your bikes looked and it got me really excited to fall back in love with bikes all over again. Anyways just wanted to share some old photos of my dad back when and a few from these days of it sitting in his garage untouched and thank you for being so passionate and building beautiful machines.
You are more than welcome to post it on the blog. A little more info. He had browns gold plating gold plate the engine in 14k gold in 1981 and said his best years of being in a relationship were dating a woman who was deaf and he'd go out in the garage and rev it as loud as possible. The sissy bar is a meat hook taken out of a butcher shop. The bike has been up to 150 mph down Stark street in Portland, OR. The story of the woman as told earlier was my father picked a woman up at the bar. He's a firm believer that a woman doesn't belong on a Harley so he has no pegs and the meat hook sissy bar was to hook them in the gut. This woman insisted she go for a ride. Her white shoes started to melt on the pipes so he threw her off the back at 40mph and said he never looked back or saw her again.