Saturday, November 10, 2012


I hate ebay, but when you need a part, you need a part. I do love swap meets, going to the wasp, getting up at the crack of shit. Getting a shit coffee and donut and talking with the oldest crusty bikers that have parts covered in grease and dirt and they have had these parts for fucking years. You spot a old springer or wheel and you think...yes it's mine! You ask about the price and it's fair but the old seller is grilling you about what it's going to go on. I love this shit, you have just spotted a dream part and the price is next to nothing as far as ebay pricing. You are touching your new item, inspecting it, your eyes combing over every weld and seam, clearing away the old crusty grease, it's a fucking steal. The old guys looks you over, and makes his decision. He will sell you his gem or he will tell you to get fucked and beat it! The fact that this old geezer has had this part for 20 years and that he is in no real rush to sell it, can make you want to blow your lid....I love the fact that he can hang onto his part for another 20 years and not be bothered. This is just one of the simple joys of going to a swap. The interaction between buyer and seller, old and young, it's fun. It put's you in your place, some times you get a screaming deal, sometime you don't get a part sold to you because the old guy thinks your a goof. The effort is what it's all about. You get up and hunt for the deals, you will prob find some. I wish we had more swaps this time of year. P&E is coming up in March, Monroe, Skadget. That Reddeer swap that went on last month looked good. Time to tear in your bike and open your wallet, April comes quick. SWAPMEET, STREET MEAT, TRIUMPH, HARLEY, LOG JAMMER, CLUCH LOG PULLER, WICKED PIZZA.

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