Being as it was a Saturday I figured traffic would be decent and I was wrong. I got stuck a few times in deadlocked traffic and the Sportster was running very hot. I was tempted to lanesplit but I never have the balls and always end up roasting in traffic wishing I was in California. Luckily I only had about 5 miles of 90 when traffic got bad so I was only delayed about 20 minutes and once I got on the surface streets the bike would cool down right? Wrong again, once I got off I had about 5 more miles on the surface street which was totally backed up and I was really wondering if hell could be much hotter. After a bit a big BMW tourer flew by splitting in the Bicycle lane. The bike was running rough and starting to ping so I decided to follow suit. After I got behind the beamer I made great time and I was thankful I gathered the Cahones or I'd Still be waiting.
Once I got close to the show I fell in behind a hottie in a distressed leather jacket and a retro bell half helmet riding a beautiful triumph and suddenly the heat became the last thought on my mind. We both pulled up and snagged 2 questionable spaces right on the lip of the drive heading into the show. I started to gear down when the security guard came up and asked if I had just parked my bike. I thought I was going to get yelled at and told to move but he said it was the same price to register the bike in the show or pay for admission and pointed to the 50 person line for spectators. I walked up to the show entry and plunked down my $10. Sadly Triumph Girl also entered the show and I lost track of her due to the bikes being sectioned by brand. I headed to the very back corner where they stuck the Harleys and my get was off like a prom dress.
I present the show bike with the least votes, not pictured is the fat-assed spectator with the shortest walk. I walked around aimlessly snapping pictures of bikes that caught my eye. Sadly the british bikes and scooters were mostly sparkly clean fresh off the showroom deals. The neatest bikes were the custom Harleys and Metrics that chose to attend.
An awesome BSA chopper
A neat sportster