Sneak Peek: 1968 Honda CL350 In the Homestretch
A sneak peek at Kenny’s 1968 Honda CL 350 project bike.
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Full tank. Wandering heart.
A sneak peek at Kenny’s 1968 Honda CL 350 project bike.
A motorcycle is machine, right? Just two wheels, some metal and couple hundred moving parts. So what is it then that makes the motorcycle such a conduit to great adventures in a life?
My dad who is now 70 told me a story about himself that I
I was surprised to see a very large population of motorcycle riders around Reykjavik. It really drove home the idea that people are the same everywhere. Squids, crusty old pirates, adventure guys… all the usual suspects, just waaaaaaay up north. The Reykjavik police have it good, wouldn’t you say? Check out one of their FJRs:
I got the word today that our dear friend Bill would be making his maiden return voyage to motorcycling after being sidelined for some months now. Our little clique, buzzing with the excitement of this news descended in to to say hello and grab a cuppa-cawfee.
The Speed Triple could never be called a ‘pretty’ bike. With it’s naked, aggressive looks it comes off totally butch, totally masculine. That is of course until it’s sporting a fluffy pink unicorn.
I saw this bike um, parked? on top of the storage container on my way home today. So many questions…
…is my two front teeth squarely kicked out by the delicious ferociousness that is Confederate Motorcycles? Wellllll, no. Not really. But, no doubt it looks like their new offering the C120 Renaissance Fighter just...
As we rode down the avenue, we saw these two amazing works of art parked at the curb. We doubled back and parked to get a closer look. Made by Ransom Bikes
My darling boy fogs for mosquitos on his way in to the office today. I was hoping to get a candid picture of him leaving without him seeing me. I’m pretty sure that I wasn’t detected through the cloud of blue smoke as he got his little Italian girlfriend hot. That right there is a boy in love.
My heart just breaks knowing that in all likelihood, I will never be one of the lucky 650 to get their hands on this beautiful Triumph 50th Anniversary Bonnie.
Each bike has a secret life, rich with memories that the passer by knows nothing of. When we were walking down the street in NYC a few weeks ago, we cruised passed this old BSA that was parked on the street.
A few weeks ago, I saw this Jesse Rooke bike all over the web. I was lucky enough to get a look at it at the bikeshow in NYC last week.
This gorgeous baby really does make me feel like climbing the rope in gym class.