road sign in venice beach, los angeles, we had been down to the venice boardwalk to check out the heads, freaks, street artists, prostitutes, hip-hoppers break dancers, skateboarders, [venice is home to the famous z boys of lords of dogtown fame] it was a funny day, the wind was blowing off the shore and out to sea, whipping up the white sand and eddying in mini-tornadoes across the deserted beach, mid-week is the best time to visit venice, it's a lot more chilled out than the weekends, it was a cool wind especially after the morning spent in the farmers market in neighbouring santa monica just up the coast, we were walking back to the car and i glanced up at this sign with it's combination of band, skateboard and jesus stickers and it just seemed to capture the day......................................

jack, me and jesse james's new pitbull, mr.t.

jack and me at west coast choppers, west anaheim street, long beach, california, we stopped over one night in long beach on the long drive from nevada to santa clarita, california, we checked on the sat-nav where wcc was and discovered it was only four blocks away, when we pulled up outside i had a feeling of apprehension, you know, sometimes when you go somewhere you just hope that you are not dissapointed, i thought we might get some 'attitude' off them but nothing could be further than the truth, they were very friendly and let us wander around taking photo's and looking at the bikes, cars and kool shit in there, we were having our photo taken outside the big gates and there was a guy mending the gate behind us, i told him to 'get his ugly face outta my photo' and he just laughed and we had the crack, suddenly, a dog started barking behind the gate and jack asked if it was cisco, jesse jame's pibull, the guy said cisco had died but introduced us to his new dog, mr.t, no attitudes, just real people, even if you don't like his bikes he has stuck to his guns and kept with the spirit of chopper's not like the wankers who have jumped on the bandwagon.