By Teresa D’Amario
So last weekend I had the exciting opportunity to go to Myrtle Beach and enjoy Spring Bike Week. Without getting into the politics of Myrtle Beach, I can tell you it was nothing like previous years, but that doesn’t mean we didn’t enjoy ourselves. I saw alot of different bikes, from the standard Harley, to the decked out, to the dull paint to the flashy. I saw three wheelers with two wheels in the back, two wheels in the front, and in one case I saw the third wheel was in direct line of the regular first and second . I saw side cars, and I saw trailers, and I saw motorhomes.
And then there were the pinstriping paint jobs. Men used with tiny brushes to draw the most delicate of lines. One even used feathers. He did the most awesome work – from the subtle to the flashy. From the delicatepinstriping of old to the fascinating flaming tiger heads. He did bike tanks, flanks and saddle bags, andhe even did helmets (thoughthat wasn’t his specialty). Watching him work was awe inspiring. Who sits there in the afternoon heat for 10 days just to let people watch him paint motorcycles? It has to be a tough job. But then again, he must enjoy it and the travel, as he’d come all the way from Ohio to work.
Walking through the bikes was fun. Looking at this paint job or that one. There were the glittery ones with the metallic paints, polished to blind you in the afternoon sun. There were the traditional flames in the back, Ghostrider incongito.
Then there were the ones who went above the average, utilizing the pin striping wizards to their maximum potential. There was the dragon bike. The sinuous beast appeared to wrap it’s body around the bike. His gas cap was a dragon. Hishandlebars were dragons, and heck, even his mirrors were shaped like the dragon in flight. Talk about awesome.
Then there’s the full out paint jobs like the guy who had them paint the skull with flames on his bike. Now that was just awesome. We happened upon the bike just as the artist (and I use that term with total respect) completed his tasks. As it’s a person’s art, I felt weird about taking photos, so none here. Sorry bout that. I think the artwork was more interesting to me than the variety of bikes, though there were plenty of drool worthy bikes as well.
In most of my books, the male shifter has his own motorcycle. Sometimes it’s not what you expect (One had a small dirt bike), and others it is – the rumbling engine of the Harley which saves the day.
So take a moment and tell me, what’s the bike YOUR Shifter would ride? The three wheeler? The dirt bike? The harley? Or even any other brand? Pop it in, I wanna know! Ride to be Free, Free to Ride!