Showing posts with label Bad Assness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bad Assness. Show all posts

1.08.2010

Sit Tight


For all of you that requested a Bromance Kit to go to the Great White North, please be patient. I haven't had time to make it to the post office yet to get them out. Since you nine balls don't run regular postage its just one extra step in the process. I am however, very willing to go the extra mile for you diehards up there. Thanks for waiting.

1.02.2010

Bromance Kits


The first 50 "Bolts Bombs" went out today for those that requested them, if you we're lucky you might of even gotten a nickname and a love note, lucky.

Thanks for everyone's support. I am amazed at the amount of emails we have gotten.

12.30.2009

Welcome to the fleet


All of the contributors to this site are avid photographers, hell Stone does the shit for a living. But what I mean when I say "All" is everyone but me. I am like the little engine that could, I'll try and try but my shit always comes up short. Hopefully this new addition to my repertoire will help in speeding up my learning curve. Welcome G11. Stone, Seth, and Jer are all members of the "G" family but as Stone would put it "That's just my toy camera". Hopefully my toy camera will help in the process of getting legit content for you to enjoy.

11.17.2009

Circa 1986

I guess my Dad deserves the credit for my love of motorcycles or anything with wheels for that matter. I was at my parents house a few months ago and popped open some old photo albums. Ran across these bad boys so I yanked em and had to scan them in for further review.

These were taken when I was about four years old. My Dad had a close homie of his that owned this cabin up in Northern AZ that was passed down to him on a "Generation to Generation" type deal. There were only dirt roads up to it, so in the Winter we had to rip the ATC's in since the snow was so deep. I can vividly remember being up there at this young of an age. I was so hyped on Pop's 250R, I swear to god I must of drawn that thing 500 different times in 357 different configurations during my school career. It was definitely the "Ender Ender" for me. Still a part of my roots, but thank god I grew out of a three wheeler being my dream bike. I will say that my kit is pretty dialed: Mountaineering boots and full Levi's body suit, "Later Dayzzzzz". Pretty creepy the resemblance that my pops and I got going on as well.

Crazy how times have changed from the good ol days.

Team Hobbs

Dialed kit from day one

That heater was the only thing keeping me on

I felt like such a bad ass in this picture

7.20.2009

Should I convert my Duc to a Dual Sport?




Looks pretty sweet to me. The boys over at Terra Mostro are getting 16K for one of these. Looks super fun! Take off all of the extra weight that makes it "Street Legal" and you have one Mad Max style whip.