Bad Mama Jama.

Shige & Yutaka.

 

Our good friends Shige & Yutaka keeping it real over in Japan!!

 

"Dean,

I and Yutaka went to Mt Fuji last Sunday. It was good ride but a lot of trouble but Fun!

Thanks!
Shige."

Never Can Be Too Careful...

Pics: Larry Niehues.

Oh Well

Dean posted on here awhile ago the brilliant Peter Green and Fleetwood Mac performing the original of this song. At the Hayride this weekend I watched The Humdingers do a version that very much reminded me of Sascha's fantastic interpretation. I would recommend ignoring the homemade video and playing loud but that's just me.

The Best Restaurant In The World

Punta De Sa Foradada, Mallorca. The best Paella I have ever eaten cooked over an open fire, ice cold beer and wine, amazing views and great staff. The whole experience blew me away. And what's more you can only really get to it by boat. You can actually walk there via a dirt road but it's a long trek, especially in the summer heat.

Coming Soon...

...Casey Smith & His Big Twin HD.
Photo: Lee Bender.

Slade.

Issue 45 is HERE!!!

That's right! It's here and it's a such a good issue that we couldn't just do one cover, we did 4.

The extremely talented Michael Bay designed them and you can collect them all and be a hero within the friendly biker community and the envy of everyone!

 The 'zine within a magazine this time is the expertly executed as always...Motorcycho!!!

Lake Como, Italy: Alex's Knucklehead.

Los Angeles, CA, USA: Craig's Laverda SFC.

Baltimore, Maryland, USA: Oliver's Shovelhead.

Pic: Magic Ken.

Barcelona, Spain: Nuri's Yamaha SR.

Phoeniz, Arizona, USA: Big Chris' Knucklehead.

Stoke On Trent, United Kingdom: Sean's Shovelhead. W-W-N-W-W.

Pic: Jonny Wilson. 

Sherman Oaks, CA, USA: JD King Big Twin Evo. 

Pic: Michael Schmidt.

Yuba City, CA, USA: Mike's Knucklehead.

Pic: Scotty Todd.

Costa Mesa, CA, USA: Noise Cycles Shovelhead.

Pic: Michael Schmidt.

The Countyside, United Kingdom: Norton by DSC.

Pic: David Death Spray.

Ricmond, CA, USA: Mullins Chain Drive tech.

Pic: Ken Nagahara.

Toronto, Canada: Jason Parkers Panhead.

Pic: Honrio Cham.

Stockholm, Sweden: Micke's Panhead.

Pic: Nicke Svensson.

Los Angeles, CA, USA: My Favourite Things with Ryan The Hummingbird Man.

Szczecin, Poland: Redu's Suzuki GS400.

Copenhagen, Denmark: Jamesville Triumph.

And last but not least...Imogen by Michael Schmidt.

Subscribers: You lovely human beings will be getting yours very soon and it will be like a sort of Lucky Dip bag. Who knows which cover design will come in the post.

And as always anyone and everyone can buy single issues, subscriptions and a 4 pack right H E R E

We love you all!

1000 Mile Ride: Part 1.

The DicE issue 45 release party was in Oakland last weekend and it was a fantastic shindig. Me and some friends had decided that we would take a few days out to ride the scenic way there and back and make an epic 'Boys Weekend' out of it.

Hollywood 10am. Roll the bike out...turn the gas on...and oh fuck...there is gas pissing everywhere. It's a bad start! Fuck it, I'll limp it down the hill to where everyone is meeting and fix it there because smashing the fuel bowl to un-stick the float is not working!

Yeah...um...I better start getting used to this cause this is not the only time I'll have to take this bitch apart. 1/2 mile down 999 1/2 to go. Carb comes apart for the first time and goes back together and seems to be OK. Little do I know. I go into the 101 Cafe and they are playing 'Big Hunk Of Love' on the jukebox...I'm now certain it's going to be a blinding trip.

Oh look...it's the same 2 photos...oh wait no it's not, this is 10 miles later at a gas station at the beginning of Topanga Canyon. Me & Robo take the carb apart 5 times and put it back together, each time trying a variation of things and then I call the master, Kiyo. Boom! Float level gets set properly...but the float still seems a little to big for the bowl and seems to be catching. Fuck it, it seems ok, let's boogie! It's now 1:30pm

Yes! We made it the 15 or so miles to PCH. Time to celebrate with beers!

We stopped in Los Olivos so I could get another 2 beers and soak my twisted ankle in the fountain. I go inside and they are playing 'Don't Be Cruel' by Elvis...things are good again and both bikes are running strong...

Los Alamos and time to stop for more beers. We leave and gas up before hitting the freeway and as we do we see Jordan Graham riding like a maniac towards us on a desert sled BSA with no lights. he slides to a stop and says..."I just saw your photo on instagram and I live a block away, come and check out the Knucklehead I'm building!" Right on...we head over and hang out for a while and hit the road again.

 We roll into San Louis Obisbo at 11pm and it's time to get some sleep. At 11.01 we are sound asleep...

At 12am Robos phone buzzs with this picture and message from Michael Barragan saying... "I'm leaving now, see you in the morning." Holy balls he is crazy and he is going to freeze his arse off....

...7 hours later. Look at this fucking guy! Legend! Rode through the freezing cold night solo and he couldn't be more pumped about it. Let's Ride!

After a fantastic ride up the PCH we stop at Ragged point and see this. It even has mist floating between the trees just like the Michael Jackson 'Thriller' video! I try out my zombie moves and Rambo promises us the 'best view ever'. Can't see shit, it's too misty, thanks robo you dick.

 Back to it...My bike is starting to run like shit and gas is pissing out again so I have to keep the throttle wide open to compensate!

Quick stop here cause the view is unbelievable. I'm pretty sure that in the picture of me on my bike I am texting Max Schaaf to see if he has a spare Linkert float cause mine is total shyzenhouzer and the bike is now running really terrible.

We stop in Monterey for food and I get the picture above from Max. Thanks man you are a life saver! It's at this point that things get a little stressful because we are still miles away so we have to hustle! Oh yeah...and I have to play a show with The Black Tibetans & Michael has to play with Drag News at the party!! Time is running out.

We are 30 miles from Oakland when Michael realizes his frame is cracked. Fuck! We are now all exhausted, it's 7pm and the party starts at 8pm! We take our chance and jam full throttle.

Hot damn...it's 7:45 and we made it! No time to fuck about...we got beers to drink and then set up all the band gear so we can play some Rock n Roll!

To be continued...