Good Sunday afternoon, Madtown Mob! Went on a GREAT ride today!

Reggie & I went on a great ride with North Fresno Hog today! Rode up Highway 49 to Mariposa for breakfast, then on into Yosemite, where we rode around Yosemite Valley, stopped at Bridal Veil Falls and Curry Village before heading home down Highway 41! The weather was perfect, traffic was courteous, and Bruce and Sherry Garlock did a fantastic job setting everything up, and leading us on the ride! Thanks, guys, it was really fun!!

Howdy, Madtown Mob! Nearly had a Sinko- De- Mayo mishap!

Went for a ride to the Blessing of the Bikes this morning with North Fresno H.O.G.. Met for a great breakfast at Yosemite Falls, then across town to the dealership. From there, a pack of about 30 to 40 bikes headed to the church for the blessing ceremony. On our way, a Fresno County Sheriff's deputy made a left turn right in front of the pack, and nearly put the front half dozen bikes down! Barely enough reaction time to avoid broad-siding the idiot! Brakes were locked, tires were slid, nerves were frazzled, but thankfully, no injuries and no riders down! Mute testimony to the riding skills of Bruce and the others in the lead!! I've never flipped a cop off before, but I sure as Hell did this morning! With all the bikers the cops see killed by blind-ass cagers turning left, you'd think they'd open their own damned eyes. I thought about calling the sheriff, or at least the offending moron's watch commander, but that would just be pissin' in the wind. Just goes to show ya that you can't trust ANYBODY, not even a cop who's damned well supposed to know better!

Howdy, Madtown Mob! Check this link out! Now, THIS is a well travelled Harley!

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/asia/japan/japan-earthquake-and-tsunami-in/9238021/Harley-Davidson-from-Japan-tsunami-found-on-Canada-beach.html

Howdy, Madtown Mob! Hope everyone's havin' a great weekend! The government banned full face helmets! Unfortunately, it wasn't OUR government...

FULL-FACE HELMETS BANNED--  ZAMBOANGA CITY (Mindanao Examiner / Apr. 25, 2012) – A remote village in Zamboanga City which is trying to promote eco-tourism has banned motorcycle riders from wearing a full-face helmet and warned violators will be shot.

A huge tarpaulin sign now hangs on the entrance of Lumayang, about 20 kilometers east of Zamboanga, and the new village law has attracted strong criticism from various sectors because of its extreme warning.

Frederick Atilano, the village chieftain, insisted the new law would make Lumayang and its 1,600 residents safe from hired killers, who usually use full face helmets, in their murderous trail in Zamboanga.

He said in February, motorcycle gunmen wearing full face helmets, killed a school principal, Wilson Recisio, 40, in Lumayang.

Howdy, to the Madtown Mob! Hope Monday was kind to ya!

I just found out that my ol' Shovelhead, "The Bar-Barian" is in the June issue of Easyriders Magazine! That's almost like bein' on the cover of the Rolling Stone, only different! :)

Howdy, Madtown Mob! Good Monday morning to all of ya! This morning, I'm alerting you to an American company that's under attack for building firearms. Lets support them so America doesn't lose more jobs!

This was posted on McMillan's Facebook page. I don't deal with B of A, but if I did, I would change banks ASAP, regardless of the inconvenience, and let them know WHY! B of A is working hand in hand with the government to promote gun control, and crush YOUR right to own a firearm!

McMillan Fiberglass Stocks, McMillan Firearms Manufacturing, McMillan Group International have been collectively banking with Bank of America for 12 years. Today Mr. Ray Fox, Senior Vice President, Market Manager, Business Banking, Global Commercial Banking came to my office. He scheduled the meeting as an “account analysis” meeting in order to evaluate the two lines of credit we have with them. He spent 5 minutes talking about how McMillan has changed in the last 5 years and have become more of a firearms manufacturer than a supplier of accessories.
At this point I interrupted him and asked “Can I possibly save you some time so that you don’t waste your breath? What you are going to tell me is that because we are in the firearms manufacturing business you no longer want my business.”
“That is correct” he says.
I replied “That is okay, we will move our accounts as soon as possible. We can find a 2nd Amendment friendly bank that will be glad to have our business. You won’t mind if I tell the NRA, SCI and everyone one I know that BofA is not firearms industry friendly?”
“You have to do what you must” he said.
“So you are telling me this is a politically motivated decision, is that right?”
Mr Fox confirmed that it was. At which point I told him that the meeting was over and there was nothing let for him to say.

I think it is import for all Americans who believe in and support our 2nd amendment right to keep and bare arms should know when a business does not support these rights. What you do with that knowledge is up to you. When I don’t agree with a business’ political position I can not in good conscience support them. We will soon no longer be accepting Bank of America credit cards as payment for our products.

Kelly D. McMillan, Director of OperationsMcMillan Group International, LLC
623-582-9635

1638 W Knudsen Dr
Phoenix , Arizona 85027
McMillan Integrity-Global Vision

Howdy, Madtown Mob! There was a "cowboy convention" in Clovis today, with cowboy poetry readings. I wrote this for my amigo, Basic Bob, out in Arizona a while back.

COWBOY CLEAN

By Buckshot

One day I was ridin’ along an ol’ crick,

I’d been roundin’ up strays an’ I’m muddy an’ slick.

The crick looked invitin’, an’ I’m covered with slime,

So I thought to myself that a dip would be fine.

I looked to my left, an I looked to my right,

but me an’ my pony we’re all that’s in sight,

so I slipped off my duds, an’ into the flow,

The temperature must’a been thirty or so.

I splashed an’ I wallered until I was clean,

An’ that’s when I noticed that I’d done been seen.

A rangy ol’ coyote had snuck up to the crick,

he ran off with my longjohns an’ thought he was slick.

I crawled out’a the water an’ reached for my Colt,

But the smell of the coyote made my ol’ pony bolt.

So I’m standin’ there whistlin’ for my wanderin’ hoss

An’ that coyote’s a grinnin’ with my drawers in his jaws.

I eared back the hammer an’ fired a shot,

But the farther I missed him the closer I got.

I caught up to my hoss an’ I reined him in tight,

But by then that ol’ coyote was nowhere in sight.

I learned me a valuable lesson that day,

About takin’ a bath on the prairie that way,

So next time I’m dirty I won’t take the chance

I’ll just use the horse trough back at the ranch.