Monday, July 21, 2014

Fücker Chopper Fest Day 1-2

One of the many reasons for traveling north, was to meet up with the Jokers and go to the Fückerfest. This year it was about 450km north of Gothenburg, in the woods, next to a lake. The plan was to break up the trip into two days, camping along the way. 
We left the south of Sweden with about 25 choppers, and along the way, we picked up more and more bikes. All old, all kick start, all choppers. Not one Dyna! The younger generation in Sweden have paid no attention to the new bike fad of California! 
By the end of the first day we were close to 35 choppers, camping by a lake, enjoying some warmish beers, and basking in the Swedish midnight sun. 


Peter Longhair

David blew out his wheel bearings on his front rim, and without skipping a beat, loaded up his bike, and hopped onto Wolfs bike. 

Fixing Angelo's gas tank. 

Looks like he might have planned this out the entire time...

Shawn from Southern California flew in for the party, and got to enjoy Rickard's Panhead for the week. 

As with most of the righteous chopper party's we've been to, there is always a good collection of people from all over the place. I think within the first dozen bikes here there were people from England, America, Belgium, Finland, and Sweden. 

First night

1am, sun is coming up again




Gus's son

Top Lock

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Sweden Bound

We left Luxembourg a little hungover from the night before, but excited to be on the road again, heading finally to Sweden. The plan was to head as far north as we could the first day, spend the night somewhere to split up the 1200+km trip, and then finish it off with a three hour ferry ride to Gothenburg on the third day. 
We were able to make it to Bremen for the first night, and left with perfect timing just as it begin to rain. We didn't see the sun again until we were about 150km into Denmark. The rest of Denmark flew by while keeping one eye on the clouds that didn't seem too bad or good. Arrived in Fredrikstad dry, and during some sort of daylight, we got a hotel room and some beers and dreamed about what lies just north of us. 

Trying to navigate some Luxembourg construction zone

I ran out of gas somewhere in Belgium, put in my spare litre, and then had some flashbacks of France as we tried to find a town with a gas station in it. We ended up finding one just as I ran out again. As we were trying to figure out how to get back onto the highway north, we turn around to someone yelling at us. 
As it turned out, Glenn and his ol lady were out driving around exploring towns they'd never been to, when he saw us looking lost, and out of place at the gas station. Fucking crazy! 
Once again, it was feeling like a small chopper world as we set off for Bremen. 

Thanks Smax!


The first picture we were able to take after we left the rain behind us. Denmark looks pretty nice in the sun!

North Sea

Why enjoy your beers in your hotel room when it's just as comfortable laying in the parking lot next to your bikes!

Getting ready to board the ferry

Looking serious 

Finally onto Swedish ground, we met Rickard from the Jokers at the port, and the next adventure was on. 

Sissy Bar

Sebastian, Rickard and Wolf thinking about how to get a third person into the sidecar...

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Luxembourg, & the Family Run

Finally a day of sun, and we were back on the road, headed northwest towards Luxembourg. But be careful what you wish for, because along with that great sun, came tons of traffic and road construction along every route we took through Germany. 
We put the miles down and were still able to get into Luxembourg ahead of schedule. Which was a good thing, because our directions to Ed at High Chapparal were along some of the nicest roads in the tiny little country, but also a little confusing. People thought that there was no way we could've spent two hours on the roads in Luxembourg without accidentally going into Belgium, France or back into Germany. But we did!

Last view of Bavaria and the Alps

Luxembourg: cheapest gas in Western Europe!

Checking the route with our "gps"

Finally made it

Wicky, idiot, and Ed

Horrible time with the Rogues

Home for the weekend

A quick trip to Bastogne

Overlooking the Belgian countryside heading back to Ed's

Party, and then it was Hollands turn to beat Costa Rica in the World Cup. Wolf getting into the spirit. 

Rain forced us (didn't take much!) to stay an extra day and leave for Denmark and Sweden on Monday. Thanks again Ed for the great hospitality, and to the Rogues for another great time! See you all soon