Every year towards late August a handful of rare souls converge together to wreak havoc on the streets of Brooklyn, like some horrid natural phenomenon emerging from the sea to consume an entire city. The sheer anticipation of the solid one-night rumble attached to your motorcycle, surrounded by the sharpest cavalcade of your most trusted […]
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Published - Sep 23, 2011
After having a great time at Aaron’s wedding my buddy Ryan and I headed south for some good riding and camping. That was about the extent of our planning for the 2 week trip. My 1976 cb550 and Ryan’s 1972 cb500 Camped lakeside in Virginia. This is the off season so there’s been few campsites […]