Some people just have perseverance in spades. As a good example of what I’m talking about, all I’d have to do is point out the custom motorcycle builders of Ohio who never gave up during extremely harsh economic times in the Rust Belt they had to work around. They’re people who’ve worked smart and hard as well as with each other at their jobs which also happened to be their passion. I’d like to think they’re all been a big part of the prosperity that the state of Ohio has become. They’ve also become a force to be reckoned with when it comes to steel-is-real custom motorcycles.
Published in Sportsters
  Toledo, Ohio, is one of those cities you just don’t happen to go to or through unless you deliberately make it a point to head there. Hey, nothing against the lovely city famous for being the home of Jeep and the late Danny Thomas located in the upper-upper Northwest corner of Ohio close to Lake Eerie (Yeah, I know. I just like spelling Lake Erie that way.) But it’s not a tourist destination or a city you pass through on the Interstate unless you’re headed to Detroit and the chances of anybody headed to Detroit for a vacation are sorta slim. Like most industrial rust-belt cities, old Toledo has fallen on some hard times. But, like most industrial rust-belt cities, there are some very skilled, hard working, and talented people still working their butts off every day making real American products like the spiffy little Sporty bobber you’re looking at onscreen.
Published in Sportsters
   Lord knows you gotta be careful attempting anything with the Old School look in mind as your starting point and hopefully, your ending point. There are just so many liberties you can take without breaking so many unwritten, but well-known rules of Old School that you end up with something that resembles a jumble ‘o ideas bitsa bike. You know, from the front it looks like . . . , but from the back it looks like . . . In actuality it looks like nothing in particular, like a bad meal.
Published in Modified Stockers
 When it doubt, black it out. That’s always worked for me as I always seem to pick a shade of paint that never quite looks like the little chip on the piece of paper. Maroons become purply, reds look faded and cheap, blues are dull, etc. But, black is my default color and always looks good to me on any bike in any light. Nowadays, I don’t even think about color choices anymore when I’m painting or getting something painted.
Published in Bobbers