| This was my first trip to Sturgis with a mission ( other than getting stinkin' drunk and partying my ass off). I was there with English Don lending a hand as an ersatz videographer and general Techie for his Radio Woodstock TV show "English Don's Chop Shop". Don had given me strict instructions not to embarrass him or the station but to keep a low profile and just catch anything | |
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interesting on film. Well let me tell you, I spent the first few days following Don around Sturgis, humping cameras and other gear in the 105 degree heat. After a while hanging with the Donald, Rod Anderson and meeting Mike Lichter, I realized that I was hopelessly out classed when it came to shooting bikes. |
| I needed to focus on what I knew best, and after a stellar career as a bouncer in various NYC tittie bars I had a plan. Sweet and simple. TITS! What every red blooded American biker loved almost as much as his ride We set up shop at the Broken Spoke Saloon on Lazelle St and were kept pretty busy capturing all the entertainment there including the bands, bike shows and the inevitable wet T-shirt contests. Lemme tell you guys, 105 degree heat and iced cold beer make for a veritable play land for a tit lover like me. It seemed to me that every lady in town was there with her significant other and the chances for a stray cutie to plop in my big ole lap was slim at best. Not to mention that every dude in town was standing on a corner with his camera yellin' " show me yer tits" and more often getting flipped the bird for their crude vulgarity. I needed a gimmick if I was gonna get anywhere. I joined the throng of would be Hugh Heffner's on the corner but this proved frustrating as hell. Not only was I not getting flashed but I actually got my face slapped on more than one occasion. Then the thought hit me. Teddy Bare on the Road. What the hell, it was worth a shot. | 
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