Do you think the people who live in this neighborhood are tormented by the irresistable urge to wave back to this muffler man? I mean, look at him. What a friendly guy.
“Mornin’, Bob. Have a great day at work.”
“Hi, Mable. Hair looks great today.”
“Hey, Jimmy. Goodtaseeya, buddy.”
Maybe it’s like when you ride by horses and say horses or moo at cows when you pass. Or maybe I’m losing my mind.
701 Hines St. S.,
This ain’t your mama’s muffler man. No, this? This is somethin’ else! You’ve got that familiar sturdy jaw and that manly mug but that’s about it.
And a nice little hat tip to the motorcycle.
Unfortunately, with the sky so hazy and the crazy backlighting, I didn’t snap very many good pictures. I should probably learn how to use a camera. Since I bungled this, you should probably take a ride along the Blue Ridge Parkway and pop off in the town of Buena Vista, Virginia to have a look for yourself.
Paulverizer on Roadside America
Well, well, well. Would you look at this dapper gent with his new paint job!
The last time I stopped in for a visit The Big Man was suffering from a heinous case of the peels. This picture was snapped in 2012. He’d even lost his hat. Poor fella.
Seeing him looking so polished does the ole ticker good. Just look at that bowtie!
One of the funny things about Muffler Man repairs is how they become personalized. For example, the Uniontown, PA Bunyan with his bedroom eyes and the Stony Point, NY giant with his muy macho chest hair. Well, get a load of the lunula on this guy!
…and he matches the Bonnie.
Welcome back, handsome!
I finally broke down and replaced my manky street helmet. After riding in the outer bands of a hurricane during the Void Rally last October, it never smelled quite right again. As a matter of fact, the clearcoat was destroyed and the graphics peeled away. I’ve never seen that before. The poor thing desperately needed to be retired.
This time around I opted to give a modular helmet a try.
Being able to flip up the chin bar to have a drink, get a little air or communicate effectively without having to subject the public at large to my hellacious helmet head seemed like a novel idea. So, I went for it.
My first new-lid test ride took me past the Riverhead Raceway muffler man Chief Running Fair. He’s still looking good after falling victim to Hurricane Sandy and having to be reassembled.
Have you tried a modular helmet?
Some days motorcycle photos are good for what ails ya, aren’t they? They’ll put a smile on your face when the turkeys getcha down.
These pics were taken over the summer when my hubs Kenny sent me off to run some gas through his KTM 990 Adventure. Even with a few years under her belt, I think the 990 Baja is super-foxy.
The Saville Dam on Barkhamsted, Connecticut:
What’s this now?!
The Big White Guy Texaco Big Friend who used to stand in Chicopee, Ma. has a new home in Agawam. These big fellas get around, don’t they?