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Cautionary note: Rant follows....
All of my really close friends (all two of them) have heard this story...
It all started in a 1,000 watt AM radio station in Roxbury, Massachusetts...
Oh..... wrong story :)
Made the pilgrimage to Sturgis again, 57 years after my first trip out
here. The place has changed a LOT and I suppose so have I. For one
thing, in 1962 only a few hundred Bikers.... maybe a couple of thousand
total made the trip here and a great many of them were fairly local to the
area. Back then there were only a few motorcycle brands capable of making
the 5,000 odd mile round trip. Getting there and back on a 1951 Harley
Davidson Panhead Hydra Glide was iffy at best. God watches over drunk
Sailors and little children I guess. But my butt was so sore after
riding that hard tail wishbone frame scooter so many miles that I didn't
even look at my bike for weeks after I got home.
Except for local people who road maybe a couple of hundred miles to get to
Sturgis, most everyone else who showed up was pretty hard core. Myself
excluded since I was still just a child at the time and only went there
because I heard that the place was hopping with topless women all over
the place. And in that regard, Sturgis didn't disappoint. Boobs a-plenty
where ever you looked.
I was too young to get served in a saloon but if memory serves, the
Knucklehead Saloon was there although I don't recall it being on Lasalle
street (which was just a dusty main street leading into a little jerkwater
burb called Sturgis). The "main" businesses were behind where the Knuckle
stands now. A block or two long, bikes parked on both sides of the street
and two or three columns of bikes parked in the middle of the street.
Back in 1962 I don't recall having a problem finding a place to park although
I only stayed in Sturgis for a couple of days.
I've been back to Sturgis a few more times over the decades.... increasingly
less often as the Sturgis event became less about actual Bikers getting
together and more about posers and wannabes trailering in their unstreetable
motorcycles and pretending that they actaully have a clue as to what the
Biker lifestyle is all about.
This is the first time I have ever shown up in Sturgis on four wheels...
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