amishcrackdealer Apr 30 2007

 

hehe - well...

     I arrived at OBXland on Thursday afternoon. Sandy (mrs.amish) and I drove up in the van and brought our little honda chopper along with OBnoXious. We weren't out of the van 10 minutes before George (OBX) and John (Skiing49er) were trying to get into the van to look at the bike. I even locked the doors and set the alram at one point. But it was no use... so before we unloaded the suitcase - the green venox was rolling out the back doors - haha.

view from the beachouse:


     The venox needs some carb work done (which I couldn't do) so it would start and run - but not really what I'd call road-worthy. Apparently I would be the only one to think that. George must've put nearly 100 miles on the bike that weekend. We went up and down the street next to the beachhouse for a few hours. George on OBnoXious, me on the honda, and John was tooling around town on George's Kymco scooter. Im telling ya - it was quiet the site - the three bad-asses about town - hahahahah.

     Somwhere during the short ride at dusk, I lost my cellphone. We looked for hours and never found it. It had my numbers, my contact lines, my clock - the phone was my contact to the outside world - poof - gone. I was now forced to be totally on vacation. hehehe - it turned out to be great! I got ahold of my daughter and she cancelled the phone and Sandy texted my phone saying that it was reported stolen and belongs to a police officer - please return it if found. The next evening - it was returned (although the service was still cancelled).

     So the four of us hang out at the beachhouse until real late - George - goes back to his house and sandy goes upstairs to go to bed - John and i talk until nearly 1 AM about everythign from pipes to bikes to the forum - it was fun. but after driving 1000 miles - it was time to hit the sack.

     The next day (Friday) - Sandy and i went for a ride to the store and then .........
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........to a t-shirt shop to get our official bike week shirts. John let sandy borrow the scooter and she was off and running. She really liked the little thing. Everytime we stopped - people were aasking her about it and we pointed out that the honda chopper i was riding was actually her bike and the scooter was borrowed... she was having fun with that thing too - she pulled over at one point and said she didnt realize it but she was dong like 60! I explained that I hadn't broke outta second gear on the chopper and that the 60 she was looking at was Km and not MPH - hahahahah.

     After that we went back to the beachhouse and sandy wanted to lay-out and catch some sun. We had plans to enter the venox in a biek show that started at 2 PM so I decided I'd go for aride. I drove all over the place - just checking out the sites and the bikes... stopped at a harley dealer and was looking at the bikes out front when this yellow venox pulls up. George. not sure how he knew I'd be there when I didnt know I would - but his radar musta been working. So we walked around a little and then drove back to the house. Met up with John again and we rode to George's house to get things for the bike show. We opted to load the OBnoXious into the van because of the carbs and we drove down there. I parked the van at the end of the lot while George registered for the bike show.

     He entered in the custom catagory - there were 5 beautiful bikes in the custom catagory. One was a wicked $40,000 American Ironhorse chopper, another was a long front ended Vengence chopper ($30,000), a Milwalkee Irons chopper with the greatest, deepest red paint ($28,000), a stock Harley with soem very talented airbruish work depicting the 911 tradegy (guessing $20,000) and the flat green military Venox ($1,000) - hahahaha. That bike stood out like a tattoo at an amish convention. But between John and George and I - we shined it up nice and spent the whoel show talking to people about the bike - they all wanted to know about it - most thought it was an antique war bike - hahahah.. There is no description for the look on their faces when we pointed to George's yellow venox parked across from it and told people it used to look like that! hahahah.

getting ready for the show:


     We didnt win - but the Commandant from the local Marine base was all over the bike - he loved it - he snapped 20 minutes worth of pictures and was saying he was going to put it on the base's homepage on their website. By the time he was done - I think he had George lined up for some PR stuff for the base and riding it in the Memorial Day parade. That was realy cool.

     Oh - it turns out George was able to get in contact with the son of the tailgunner on his dad's plane during the war - that was cool - I think he posted about it somewhere on here...

     Saturday we all just played around and did whatever. I went to see Paul Cox of Indian Larry Legacy bikes of NYC - he was at another location. We got to talk for a little and he is very cool- kinda wish i had been able to show him some of the stuff I built, but he was cool to talk to anyway.

Paul Cox & amish Dave


     We all met up and George was still riding OBnoxious. hahaha. He added soem details to the bike which really finished it off nicely. I hope someone has pictures.... i forgot to get some.
We went out to dinner and then backl to georges place to hang out. I left after John to return to the beachhouse and start packing for the return trip the next morning. We headed out about 7 or 8 AM and then made it home (1000 miles) by 9PM. Long ride.

Here are some pics:

This is BEFORE the 1939 USMC INDIAN Messenger seat was installed...