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WTF By Marilyn Elmore

It’s middle January, and this winter has been the weirdest on record up here in Eastern Tennessee.

As I write this, the forecast is calling for evenings in the 40’s and day time highs in the high 50’s and low 60’s. These are strange days indeed;
I don’t give a flying burrito about El Nino… but for real, I understand Central Florida has been WET.  As with us, wet is the four letter word of the day. (Just add an extra “t” if you gotta be a stickler about the dumb number stuff.)
So I’m sitting here, with the rear head blown on my bike, warmish temperatures and a huge desire to ride.  But I won’t. I can’t.  I don’t want to spend any more money that it takes to replace the gaskets and the head bolts.

Well what do we do when we can’t ride? We relive our past experiences through photos or through friends who rode with us.  I ride alone…so it’s photos.

As I’m scanning the thousands of photos I have of my rides, I come across a set from a trip to West Va.  It involves roadside history signs, covered bridges and Confederate Monuments.  Living in the south encourages one to understand the Southern Pride that lives inherently within each of us.   Well, ok…I’m not a born in the South real deal, I’m a Military Brat, a chameleon whose ability to take on the traits and characteristics of my surroundings have kept me sane through many strange cultures over the years.  Yes…that’s how Brats survive.  We learn we can mimic or camouflage ourselves within our environment.   But for me, I’ve lived in the South long enough to actually consider myself “one of them”.  I am a southern gal…for the most part, and I’m proud of the American heritage that has built the South into the epic multi-graphic and colorful social experiment of history as well as the idea of cultural blending of many types of peoples.   We blend, we grow, we change…but we keep some of the historic ideals of the deep South.

I’m thinking of all this political correct crap happening all over the south, the removal of the Southern Battle flag from license plates, the tearing down of historic and beautiful statuary from government lands…I feel as if people are trying to eradicate the history of our rebellion.  It’s as if the sensitivities of some persons is more important than remembering the historic realities of our country.   I liken this feel good knee jerk reality to some folks denying the Holocaust, rewriting the truth, the history of a nation to read like a white washed version of the truth.  Destroying or perverting the memory of the ancestors of the Appalachian people.  The history of the Georgia plantations, the oral memories of the black decedents of the Southern peoples.  It wasn’t all good, but it wasn’t all about slavery either.  Why demonize everything the South is about by neglecting to tell the entire living histroy of the South?

This is not the story I started out to write, but as I continued to look at my photos, the more I was reminded of the events over the past year of 2015.  So I am here now…and I’m saying what I think.  I don’t expect everyone who reads this to agree with me.  If that was the case, I’d be pretty disappointed and bloody over the verbal and mental beatings of those whose views of this entire Southern Pride discussion turns toward me in heated anger.  But I won’t be bloodied over this mention, because it’s within my rights to voice my thoughts…and I know you’re out there.  No surprises here.

So here are some of the Southern Pride photos I’ve managed to capture on my travels.  I hope you enjoy them.  If some folks have their way, these monuments and histories will disappear into Political Correct Hell.   I hope not, but at least I still have my photos.

Marilyn Elmore

THE PAN by Marilyn Elmore

 This PANHEAD has rocked me to my boots!  It’s as old school as things get without time travel to 1957.

This bike is a daily rider. She’s owned by a man whose life is an epic old school biker tale:  Flash.
Flash is always looking for the motorcycle that’s priced right and ready for his personal touches or rebuild.  The Pan spoke to him from the start.  She was brought to Flash’s attention while visiting a source who had a bike that had literally been destroyed in a fire, (a bike I plan to feature in the future). Flash asked about the Panhead and was given a figure. It wasn’t in his plans at that time, and he kept to his original path: buying the burn bike.

Flash never forgot the rigid-framed pan.  She kept pulling at him.  Nagging him in the back of his mind.  After several years had rolled  by, the pan’s owner had passed away and the remaining heir remembered Flash‘s passionate interest in the panhead.  The heir wanted the bike to go to an old school biker who could appreciate the girl for her old school chopper characteristics while honoring his brother’s creation and memory.  It was the right time and everything fell into place for Flash and the Pan.

This PAN is definitely what this “OLD SCHOOL BIKER” admires in a motorcycle….

SPECS:

YEAR 1957
MAKE HARLEY DAVIDSON
MODEL FL
FRAME STOCK HARDTAIL
ENGINE PUNCHED OUT TO 80CI
BARRELS S&S
 HEADS S&S
 CAM S&S
 DRIVE 2” BDL BELT DRIVE
IGNITION DYNA SINGLE FIRE, DUAL COIL IGN AMERICAN ELECTRONIC 12V ELECTRICAL CHARGING SYSTEM
STARTER KICK-START/ELECTRIC START
CARB S&S EARLY STYLE E SHORTY CARB
OIL PUMP CRANE
OIL COOLER JAGGS ADJUSTABLE TEMP. CONTROL
OIL FILTER JAGGS RE-USEABLE FILTER
OIL BAG HORSESHOE
FRONT END WIDE GLIDE (2” UNDER)
TIRES AVON
BRAKES MECHANICAL BRAKE, FRONT AND REAR
WHEELS STOCK CHROMED AND LACED 16” FRONT AND REAR
CLUTCH HYDRAULIC ACTUATED
EXHAUST PAUGHCO UPSWEEP FISHTAIL PIPES
SEAT MUSTANG SOLO-SPRING SUSPENSION
TAIL LIGHT CAT’S EYE STYLE