The 9th annual Barber Vintage Festival where every conceivable type of two, three, and even four wheeled vehicles gather together for one huge show.
Some of the motorcycle-related artwork on display and sale.
Stunt riders performing on the track.
A trials bike demonstration.
And the landing.
Pre-race laps around the track. The sound is amazing and you can smell the rubber burning. Most of these are vintage bikes. Sometimes they don’t make it around all the laps before breaking down but most of them sped around as good as an modern bike.
The rare reticulated GS.
Inside The Wall Of Death where death-defying old guys defy gravity on really old bikes. I like that the guy that ushers into the viewing area then tucks into a small door, hops on a go-kart and spins around on the wall at insane speeds coming precariously close to the onlookers who instead of recoiling in fear hang their kids out over the edge for a better look. Everybody kept their heads. The one old guy gets off the cart and another old guy kickstarts a relic of a bike and he takes his turn. You start think you’ve seen this before as he winds down. Then the presenter who is clearly an actual pirate in knee-high boots, pants tucked in, a long pony tail, and a conquistador’s beard rallies the audience as he hops on an even older bike (a 1929 Harley Davidson I believe it was). He rockets around Wall Of Death but without holding on the handlebars… then with hands behind his back… then with hands behind his back while riding side saddle… all the while coming about a foot from the faces of all the onlookers. He motions with arms like a bull fighter seeking praise and everybody cheers. It was an authentic side show.
Zooming around The Wall Of Death.
Oh forbidden love. Smooch smooch smooch. They say you are high maintenance but I do not listen. One day…
A demonstration of using the lathe to create automotive parts. In this case a very tiny oil pan for a very tiny car.
You really have to pay attention to what you’re doing in here.
Learning the basics of TIG welding. Something I’ve always wanted to do.
In the restoration shop. This floor is only open for special events.