Shiny black and chrome motorcycles were lined up side by side for more than a block at the Harley Davidson showroom in Marana. And those were just the bikes ridden by people who came to see the show. It was quite a contrast to the Hot Rod show in April at Pima College where colorful cars were parked bumper to bumper and black was an uncommon color among vehicles on display.
Then I came across a white bike that broke up the line of black-and-shiny things. The white sidewall on the front tire is an especially nice 1950s touch!
Then came some whimsey to break up all that black-and-shiny with this coppery/orange trike with what looked like a stuffed fuzzy dino riding behind. Well, maybe a dinosaur or maybe a fuzzy rhino? (I suspect he is a famous cartoon character that I’ve missed somehow.)
And two steps further: a motorcycle with the AZ license plate: HD PINK. And was it ever girly-girl pink!! The name Trish was painted here and there on the bike so she must be the owner. There were even crystals–Swarovski??–attached to the rear view mirror and elsewhere. Flaunting an antiestablishment attitude, someone used the Ford Motor logotype to spell out F * ck on what looks like a red light just above the license plate. Trish’s pink bike didn’t seem to be entered in the official show but it sure drew a lot of attention.
Parked near the entrance to the HD showroom was this wild and crazy Western themed bike. It came complete with a holster for a revolver, a cowhide case for a long gun, some sort of spear-thing with beads as well as customized everything else!
Nearby a good hearted Vet had a sidecar for his dog. He rode in support of Combat Veterans.
The people at this show were in contrast to the attendees at the Hot Rod show. Overall they appeared happier and healthier, even though the group on the right, below, were all lined up for free pizza and soft drinks which are not very healthy at all. Love the hat on the man in the second photo.
Oh, there were also customized cars exhibited in the parking lot behind the Harley Davidson store. I didn’t recognize any of them from the Hot Rod show last month. But perhaps there are so many car and cycle shows in Tucson that duplication doesn’t happen. That’s another feature of Tucson yet to be discovered.
The Arizona state bird, the Cactus Wren, has decided to feast on the sunflowers I planted by the patio. It’s not waiting for the seeds, it’s nibbling away at the leaves. I take some comfort that at least I do not have javelinas digging up and eating everything in the garden.
