Sunday, 24 July 2011

The Judge's Decision is Final

When your judge says
"Say d'y know where the nearest tattoo parlor is? I'm having such a great trip and I wanna celebrate!" you have to laugh. When he shows you the one he already has, looks like it was done in 2 minutes at the back of a classroom with a compass while the teacher wasn't looking, you have to worry. When it's only 5:20pm the night before the morning after, and he's pushing a trolley loaded with 140 beers on it, you have to say "What the hec, this is going to be fun!"

Travis #747 is a week through a 2 week whistle-stop of his first ever tour of Britain, and we were honoured to have him judge our 'Sideburn Best of Show' and hand over a two storey trophy (inc free shelf unit).There was a lot to choose from (even before the beer started talking), but the glittering prize went to a 50's side-valve BSA C10. BP

5 comments:

Guy@GK said...

Always a relief to see someone with worse tattoos than mine.

gareth said...

Had a great night, loads of great bikes and a deserving winner! Gutted I had to leave early. That sideburn FT is glorious. Thanks for the party fellas.

gareth said...

Travis your a true Gent, pleasure to meet and chinwag with you. Gareth (knackered black Ducati).

Canuk said...

Gutted I couldn't make it. Looks like a blast

747 said...

cheers! sideburn knows how to throw a party!