I could never have a radio on my Harley…I listen to the music of the ride. The sounds come from everywhere around me, including inside my bike, my mind and my heart – the pleasure is sublime….
Mitt Winstead 2012
Brother Walt on his last ride. R.I.P.
It makes me no never mind – I will ride anything!
79 and 75 Shovels….
Man does not live by riding alone!
My riding bud Hoppy and I…
My son Jay and I on a day trip.
My wife Sandy and I on Old Girl.
Monument Valley, Utah – Red Bull airplane races!
My son Jeremy and I in Sturgis!
The day I downsized because of lower back problems – yes, I’m getting old, but I’m still riding!
Yup, this is about when it all started. I went from a Whizzer, to a Cushman to this Mustang. I have lost all the pictures between 1962 and 1975. Including a 47 Indian – Grrrrrr