In the Blue Velvet post, I mentioned that Kerry Crist had sent me some old photos from the South Bay scene. First off, more of Earring Mike and his Sano Shovel.
This profile shot shows off how the bike sits. That's one beautiful springer.
What a Jewel! It bears repeating just how nice the details and metal work is on this machine.
This is truly Engine Art. The big chromed out SU carb is beautiful. I find it interesting how the early cam cover looks high tech when anodized gold. I really like this (the original version), of the winged gas tank. Paint by Bruce Parrish.
A bit of frame stretch can really keep a bike low. From left to right, Gary from the Dairy, Mike, and Big Roy.
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