| And all this time you
thought your humble rodmaker was a kind, sensitive and gentle soul,
quietly scraping bamboo in the shop and occasionally slipping into the
North Woods or into the mountains of Montana to pursue the wily trout.
Well guess again! Truth be known, in spite of my outward appearance
(slightly past middle age, slightly past slim and slightly receding
hairline) the need for speed and the feel of the wind in my face
compels me to occasionally visit the Dark Side. What you see
below is the latest look at my Harley Dyna Low-Rider now sporting a
fresh new paint job courtesy of
Eby Customs right here in Michigan. All put back together and out
for maybe one last ride this past Monday, October 30. The
Burhart curse of warm sunny days paid one more visit and helped me
enjoy a two hour cruise. Who cares if the beatis were coming off
or not - we'll get after them another time . . . |
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