Thursday had to be one of the busiest nights I've seen in Uptown Butte in my time here. It seems like each year the festival rivals St. Patrick's Day more and more.
Here is my good friend Nick posing in a generic tourist photograph on Friday:
Bikes were parked in front of the legendary M and M early on Thursday.
The ladies of She Saws it (Hamilton, Montana) made some interesting art work chainsaw style.
Friday's Biker Rally
Here's Trent rocking it out during the rally:
Cory Grace cruisin down the street
Meredith gave me a little cheer as she went by (my apologies for missing Cody)
I know this guy but I always forget his name. My friend's cousin is on the back.
Lenny hucks it up while Kala holds on for her life.
The bikers rode towards the sunset, but took a turn down Montana Street.
Yes, even pink moto scooters ride amongst the Harley's in the rally.
Psychedelic Easy Rider
I caught the freestyle dirtbike show on Thursday. Big crowd, not that there were many nice people there though.
A Butte rider in mid backflip
Arms in the air, while you're in the air
Some more nifty tricks:
I like this shot. That's a balloon in the sky behind him.
seat grab
kiss of death I think
Meanwhile, near the coffee shop on Main St. and Galena a window mysteriously shatters in the heat. A mystery yet to be solved. Where's Sherlock when you need him? Probably tossing back a cheap can of beer with all the other bikers in Uptown Butte.
Stay tuned for my next post, I'm heading back now for the big jump tonight. Trigger, I think, is going for a world record 39 cars in a long motorcycle jump on Park Street. I also have some photos of the 'Rocket's" world-record motorcycle drive through 12 flaming walls.
commentary:
Interesting conversation with Ed Shaw about the baby-boomers who become motorbikers upon retirement. One of my favorite comments of the weekend "Christ, if they even see people smoking grass they get so freaked out they call the police right away."
Justin Ringsak threw in a funny one-liner after I told him about someone hearing gun shots Uptown on Thursday night: "You can't have a family event without firearms."
In all seriousness, as much as I can be a geek and make fun of all these 350-pound bikers who would pummel me if they could read online, the Butte area always had more than a sprinkle of cheapness to it. Growing up in nearby Anaconda I always thought some perspectives of my life were "White trash." It's not really anything to be ashamed of though, in some ways it gives better philosophical ideas than a spoiled young adult in Beverly Hills might ever come across. And of course, it's much more primal.
Wish me luck on catching Evel.
~Spaghetti~
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