Sunday, January 18, 2015

Born Too Late # 5

 "79, could 79 come to checkout control please"
 Duck hand - my hand is a duck, see?

 J.D's Triumph - we shot this in issue one of the magazine

 Malcolm Turner in the arrivals lounge
 Maria Maria Maria

 Stephan from Two Hands is close to finishing this - awesome.

 T White fighting the fight.

This was the 5th installment of the much loved chopper show, Born Too Late.
It seems like much less than 5 years ago that the first event was held in a small car park in Auckland’s Eden Terrace, but indeed it has been that long.

Back then there was really nothing like it – bikes were still allowed at Kumeu and the only other place  you were going to find such a gathering of custom built bikes was in the car park of the Hot Rod Blowout. Times had changed and the idea that if you had a chopper or a badass Trumpy meant you probably also had a patch was no longer correct. The new-wave of chopper builders are the same guys who were (and in some cases still are) riding round at the skatepark on their BMX bikes and skateboards and they still wear Vans. The initial conversation about putting on a gathering of like-minded munters and their choppers, bobbers, unfinished projects and British iron went something like (and I know cause I was there) this…
“Be good if there was a cool bike show eh?”
“Fuck yea… should probably put one on”

That first event was a shot in the arm – it was exciting, there was something in the air – other than weed and tire smoke. There was an excitement and vibe that felt good – it had something to do with cool bikes, no fights, a shitty PA system, nasty rock n roll, a loveable lack of organization and difficulty in remembering the later parts of the days events.

So here we were on Saturday, 5 years down the track. For the first time it was held in a country setting about 3kms down the road from the Kumeu Hot Rod festival, which banned bikes a couple of years ago. Having the event on the same day as Kumeu and close to it was a stroke of genius. If you’re like me and appreciate bikes and cars it means you can get to both and still have a smug smile on your face knowing it’s a big middle finger to the Kumeu organisers for kicking out bikers.

So what was Born Too Late 5 like? It was AWESOME. From the moment you turned off Awa Rd and crossed over the small wooden bridge and entered the paddock you could feel that this was something special. The land was resonating with good vibes and surrounded by gently sloping banks and shady trees. It opened up like Valhalla as you crossed that bridge – shimmering and mysterious from outside and obviously the promised land upon arrival. This felt new but comfortably worn-in, it was super well organized but not oppressive. There was a stage with hand-picked bands (not some bullshit half arsed covers band), DJs, a “proper” bar, wood fired pizza, sensible liason with the Police (who made a visit) and possibly the most luxurious air conditioned port-a-loos I’ve ever encountered. Having spent the previous 24 hours trying to avoid the Vietnam war-like ablutions at Kumeu, I cant explain how enjoyable this part was. 

The event was, as you would expect due to the organisers being driven by a passion for motorcycles rather than cash, a very good time indeed. Parking for non show bikes was easy and plentiful, it wasn’t over crowded and hardened bastards mingled comfortably with rock n rollers, kale nibblers and fancy ladies.

It felt like a well-curated motorcycle art exhibition, held in a quality bourbon distillery managed by Keith Richard. Intriguing, inebriating and just the right amount of shambles.

There were awards for Best Chopper, British, Project, American, Tattoos, Sexy Lady and Sportster. Other than the odd sprinkle of rain the weather was perfect too. I loved this show – the only thing that could have made it better would have been if I didn’t have to leave. Hopefully next year (if it happens again) we might be able to camp out? Here’s hoping. Either way, if it’s on, I’ll be there!

Friday, January 16, 2015

Hot hot heat and bread and meat and munters on motorized fucking chilly bins.

Kumeu - another year. It was grand, well it was grand until I was woken by some CUNTS car alarm at 5am after hitting the sack at 4am and then re-awakening a couple of hours later in a caravan at a temperature close to that of the surface of the sun. I love what Squeak and Wellsey do with Retro Junction, damn fine lineup of cars this year. Amazes me also just how many people go to this event and how many cars are stuffed away in garages. I left at lunchtime Saturday to check out Born Too Late 5 - glad I did…
 Love this '32 from Rocket
 Piaggi Apache
 Shoot me now
 Gold Digger - cool car
 Kelly's 390 powered roadster is v cool and for sale, bargain too
 Cool to see Luke's bubble car there - Theresa is very frustrated at the lack of respect for realist painting skills.
 All business - and business is good
 Chalked and un-corked - Mal Turner's Hemi powered A
 Pretty cool Pop set up for small black chev
 Squeak likes things NEAT & TIDY
 Neil Surtees hand made RPU. Nothing he does is normal
 Loved this car - Topolino street car that got tucked away down Rotorua way some years back but now on track for completion
 Never get sick of this car - goes like a mutherfucker too

Highlight of my weekend seeing this in the swap meet area. Always wanted to play Wemby.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Big Weekend

It's that weekend again, both Kumeu are on and Born Too Later chopper show.
Kumeu doesn't allow bikes but luckily BTL is now happening just down the road from Kumeu so everyones happy/mental. See you there cocksmokers.