Gymi's Garage: Some Folks Call It Hell, I Call It Hades

It was hot yesterday at Vintage Motorcycle Days. It wasn't just hot, it was BLISTERING HOT! Instead of a racetrack located in Lexington Ohio, I believe the event, through a tear in the space time continuum, was some how taking place in Central Angola. Let's just say the heat and humidity was just a tad uncomfortable. There was so much chaffing going on, half of those in attendance, appeared as if they were on their way to a gunfight.

At this years event, the swap meet was as crowded as ever, and there was no lack of vendors. J.J. made out like a bandit, scoring several hundred dollars worth of bits and pieces for his various Harley's. But on the bike side of things, there just didn't seem to be as many "interesting" bikes as in years past. You can usually find a ton of clean bikes in the swap area, but there were few to be found. Even in the Concourse section, there seemed to be less. There was still plenty to do, bikes to check out and parts to find though. Here are a few that caught my eye.