Portrait.

Bro....

  You smell like cocoa butter dawg.

And if Ape Knuckles was a spray-tanning, clubbing, Jersey Shore-ed out bro......

He'd look like that dude.

Jeffery Goldbloom, Esquire.

Ask Duane to tell you about Jeff Goldbloom almost running him over while he was skating in Hollywood.

Buds.

Chillin'.

This is what happens when DLaw takes control of Polaroids.

Salt Life.

We went to the beach and partied. Did lots of ocean exploring, boozing, and riding around. Didn't leave the house too much because it was right on the water, and it was big and badass. I think this may turn into a yearly tradition. There's nothing like really taking a vacation. Not going out of town and talking to like minded chopper folk about chopper shit and the chopper way of life...... but going out of town on your bike, with your friends, with absolutely no plans and nothing to do.

Old Chopper Paint.

Sometimes you just can't beat it....

Right Near Da Beach.

So we've decided to go and explore the Gulf of Mexico. Beach critters. Get loose and don't do shit for a few days. Tune out and find that Jimmy Buffet-ish margarita tiki bar. Figure out a way to make a jet ski or sail boat. Try not to go to jail. Get a pooka shell necklace and henna tattoo. There will be no blog-o-rama attention for a few days, so here's some photos that Devin shot of a BBQ at the Dojo.

Party.

Acsording to the Meeks Mon, this is us at the beach.

P.O.V.

I really like seeing photos from this view. 

Cha cha cha cha cha changes......

I'm slowly giving my Sportster a slight makeover. I put this springer on for a test run and it made the cut.

Meeks.

Hugh's Hand Built.

I seriously don't know what to say about this whole situation. It's one of the coolest things anyone has done to help out a Haint. Unless someone wants to build a good ol' Harley Davidson Knucklehead for myself, then that'd be pretty cool. Anyways, some of you might know that Bowles wrecked the fucking shit out of his bike when we were at Ramble Tamble. I told him to throw that XS of his in the trash and get an Evo Sportster, as his bike was beyond repair in my opinion. Our good friend Eddie, aka Shreddie, aka Big Dick Wrangler Dangler Meat Sandwich Man, works for Hugh's Hand Built in Asheville, NC. Hugh is the master wizard of all things XS 650. Bowles got a text from Hugh after we got back from Tamblin' saying he wanted to "pay it forward" and not only fix Bowles' XS, but make it better than it was. Free of charge. I'm still in shock of how stand up that is of him. I think Bowles owes him free "old fashions" for life. I ate my words about tossing that XS after I heard that, seeing as the dude that can make these things really run was going to be behind the build. The last trip this bike went on broke down at Whole Foods which is about 5 miles from the Dojo, so I'm stoked to see Bowles actually have a decent bike again. They built the bike in 3 days, including tear down. Here are photos taken from Hugh's blog. Thanks again Hugh.

Pure Lust.

Club bike. I wonder if this was the FXR, fairing, T-bar bike of the time period.

Jbody's Bike. Good to go.

Shane painted Jbody's shovelhead and it's now built and ready to slay some pussy. We need to get some photos shot before he fucks up all the paint.

Happy Memorial Day.

I use this photo for every sort of patriotic holiday. I love it. Perfect. Let's go ride.

Danny and Hank.

I'm not even going to try and explain this dude. Those of you that know, know. Here's a really rad photo of my good friend and his son Hank. They are both on their own cosmic level.

Beach Bods.

Boozer and his chick took an island vacation.

Haints Style.

Actual quote: "This is Haints Style." Thanks for the support!

High Five Fest 2.

So, they are putting this on again this year. If you are a Birmingham local and don't go, well you suck. Last year was fun. We got to park our bikes on the sidewalk and get wasted. Let's do it again, but better. August 10th.