Tuesday, January 01, 2013

Steer Inn Diner Bike Night 2012

It's New Year's Day 2013 and I'm looking through some of the photos of this past year.  This year for the first time I made it over to the east side of Indianapolis for the monthly Bike Night at the Steer Inn Diner.  I heard about the Steer Inn from the guys at Taco Tuesday Bike Night in Brownsburg so I decided to check it out.  It was a fun time looking at all the interesting bikes and at times even more interesting people coming and going throughout the evening.
I parked my naked vintage Goldwing, ordered a Coke, and began my stroll through the parking lot taking in all the sights and sounds and smells.  The guys from Brownsburg arrived and all together there must have been about 60 or so motorcycles of various description.  My tastes run toward custom and modified but it's fun to see the stock SOS motorcycles too (same old stuff).:-) There were some awesome specimens for any preference and everybody was pretty friendly.  Next time I'll be sampling the food, namely their cheeseburgers and milkshake.  I've heard Bike Night is a year round event.  Maybe I'll have to check out who shows up in January.  Here are some pics of some of the bikes.   









     

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best thing about naked goldwing project

The best thing about my naked Goldwing project was not the motorcycle. It was the friends. I'll enjoy some lasting friendships long after the motorcycle is gone.
I'm sure it's rewarding to resurrect or modify or customize a naked Goldwing or any motorcycle and be able to say that you did it all yourself. People look at my motorcycle and they ask me if I resurrected the bike all by myself. I say, "No, I got a lot of help from some friends." Three friends helped me a lot and the best part is I didn't ask them, they volunteered, and I'm a lot closer to those three guys now because of the bike.

ski Wisconsin

My dad told me that when he was a kid growing up in Wisconsin, he and the other guys would make skis to have some winter fun. They would get some old shoes and nail them to barrel staves. Then they would slide down the hills. I don't know how they would climb back up. Of couse there had to be some broken bones that way because there was no way to release your "skis" and so if you wiped out you just took the brunt of whatever the hills would dish out.