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John,
Thanks for your support. It’s always great to hear from riders all
over the region who are enjoying this magazine. We have a singular
Bikers
goal of promoting motorcycling in the State of West Virginia, for the by Skeet Hyatt
betterment of our readers and our Biker Friendly advertisers who
make this happen. We are just a crew of avid motorcyclists who The Biker is a person
believe this is the best State in the Nation, and there’s no better way
to experience it than on a bike. I’m with you – Let’s Ride!
That some folks look down on.
They think that they’re just bad guys,
Gary But Brother, they are wrong!
p.s. – John is one of a collection of special friends we have, scattered
all around West Virginia, who help us distribute the magazine Most are just plain good folks,
each month, without asking for a thing in return. They are what As the likes of you and me.
we affectionately call “Johnny Appleseeds.” We send a box full of
They ride their bikes for pleasure,
magazines to each one every month, and they sprinkle them out
in their regions. Some do this in conjunction with one of our sales And do lots for charity.
representatives, and others are in areas of the state where we are
still seeking a sales presence. If you would like to join our Johnny They do Toys for Tots and poker runs,
Appleseed team, and help spread the Thunder Roads West Virginia For people young and old.
word, email me at gary@thunderroadswv.com. If you are in an area And most of the time the money goes
where we could use some help, I’ll get you hooked up. To aid some unfortunate soul.
Dear Thunder Roads West Virginia, Some look big and tough and ugly,
I was recently in the Cole Harley-Davidson store in Bluefield, West As they dress to fit the mold.
Virginia, when I was handed a copy of your magazine by one of the But underneath those biker duds,
employees. Until then, I didn’t know it existed. It’s unique, interesting, Lies a heart as pure as gold.
and very informative. What I really like is that it’s all about West
Virginia and our people. And you are right, we are friendly. So, if you know a biker,
I ride a 1977 Harley Road King Police Edition. I just turned 71 years
Try and make him your friend,
old, so it goes to show – you don’t get too old to ride, you get old
because you don’t ride (ha,ha). Enclosed is a poem I wrote about ‘Cause he’ll love you like a brother
bikers. I hope you like it, and can maybe print it one day in your mag. And help you ‘til the end.
I hope to - one day in the summer of 2011 - come up to visit. Keep
up the good work! They get their thrills on their two wheels,
R.C. Skeet Hyatt As they ride down the highway.
War, WV But every time the thrill is mine,
When I see them coming my way.
Skeet,
You made my day with this letter. I am always happy about each new So the next time you are out there
reader and Biker-Friendly advertiser who falls into formation on the When the bikers do come by,
TRWV ride. Don’t’ worry about coming to visit me. It’s my job to come Just throw them a friendly wave,
visit you! You have terrific bike roads around War, and I can’t wait to
ride them again. I’ll look you up, and maybe I can get you to share
And silently say, “Hi.”
a Hidden Highway with me. As for printing your poem, “one day” is
today. I always encourage readers to contribute bike-related stories. Yeah, they make a lot of noise.
The rest of this page is yours. Some wish they would just go away.
But let’s face it folks, it ain’t no joke.
Gary
The Bikers are here to stay!
www.thunderroadswv.com FEBRUARY 2011 Thunder Roads® West Virginia 5
Buck’s Indians
By Gary Westphalen
Photos by Moe Vetter
W
e are in the latter half of the 1950’s. Babies are booming all around us. Sputnik goes beeping by overhead. Harley-
Davidson’s Panhead engine has the company thundering down the road to success. Its closest competitor is, essentially,
out of business.
Half a century earlier - 1901 to be exact - George Hendee and Carl Hedstrom founded the Indian Motorcycle Company
in Springfield, Massachusetts. A thousand miles away, in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, William Harley and Arthur Davidson had a one-year head
start. For the next fifty years, these companies would duke it out on the race tracks, for military and police contracts, and for the heart of the
American Biker, to whom their two-wheeled creations spoke.
Over the history of the company, Indian introduced a wide variety of engineering advancements that can be seen in the motorcycles
of today. Shaft drive, the inline four-cylinder engine, and the hand clutch/foot shift concept were all introduced by Indian. The company’s
bikes won races and set records. In 1914, Erwin Cannonball Baker took his Indian from San Diego to New York City in 11 days, 12 hours,
and 10 minutes. In 1920, New Zealander Burt Monro bought an Indian. 47 years later, Burt would bring that very same motorcycle – with
modifications, of course - to the Bonneville Salt Flats, and set a world speed record for motorcycles under 1,000 CC’s. His 183.586 mile per
hour run, recorded in 1967, still stands today.
Despite the racing successes, design innovations, and the popularity of its Scout models, The Indian Motorcycle Company had problems.
War profits from World War Two benefited Harley-Davidson, but Indian didn’t fare as well. The company also began taking design cues from
European bikes like Royal Enfield, Triumph, Norton, and BMW. Design issues led to reliability problems. New engines were underpowered.
The message got mixed, and the company ceased all manufacturing in 1953. Several brands of British bikes were imported and marketed
under the Indian name throughout the late 1950’s, but they weren’t Indians. The brand was dead.
For a young man growing up on a West Virginia farm, this fact would set his life, his son’s life, and his twin grandson’s lives on a course
he could never have imagined at the time.
Buck Rinker just wanted a bike.
A modern-day biker chasing the afternoon sun from Romney, West “In the late 50’s, when he was of driving age, he wanted a
Virginia, on Highway 50 is having a great time. Leaving Romney, motorcycle,” Steve says of his dad. “Indian was down and out, and
the road crosses a brand new bridge over the South Branch of the out of business. Of course, throughout the mid-50’s, the cheapest
Potomac River. The road winds through the valley, creating some motorcycle to buy would have been an Indian. They’re bankrupt.
enjoyable sweepers. Soon, it will rise up and over the ridges that They’re out of business. Nobody wants them. So, he always rode
eventually hoist the rider over the Allegheny Front. But today we’re Indians, because that’s all he could afford.”
stopping just a few miles west of Romney. As we round a wide left- Over the years, Buck would acquire a few Indians, along with
hander, a gun shop can be seen off to our right. Two other buildings the knowledge and personal acquaintances necessary to keep an
stand next to that. It’s that third building that piques our interest. But orphaned brand of motorcycle running. Steve became interested in
we start in the gun shop, where we are warmly welcomed by Buck his dad’s bikes, and their numbers grew. Today the Rinker family
Rinker. It’s his shop. He’s open today, and he’s busy. But his son, collection of Indians includes somewhere around thirty bikes,
Steve, and one of Steve’s twin boys, Jared, are in that third building, although an exact number is hard to pin down.
and they’re ready to talk Indian with us.
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Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords, 40, is a third-term Democrat Full me to 10pm
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who is co-chair of the Congressional Motorcycle Safety Caucus. S-M-T at 24 hrs
W-S
Giffords has made public statements encouraging bikers to ride
more often, particularly for routine trips like riding to work. Giffords “Her legacy lives on”
has said that not only does she enjoy riding, but she also likes the
smaller pollution profile of a motorcycle versus a cage. Giffords is
“ G ood The end of
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also opposed to mandatory helmet laws. Hoult Road by the
Phillips Plant in
Thunder Roads West Virginia wishes a speedy recovery for
Representative Giffords, and an equally speedy trial for accused Cooking Fairmont, WV
And A
logged on this bike had taken a bit of a toll. Specifically, the chrome on
the drag bars had lost its luster. Having them re-chromed was an option,
but we decided to buy a new set, which are actually one comfortable inch
narrower. Also, the plastic covering over the wiring harness at the base of
the risers had gotten just plain nasty.
Tuck
In most cases, a bar exchange isn’t a difficult process. But because this
set-up involves hiding the wiring inside the bars, things get a bit trickier.
However, in the end, it took just a couple of hours (mere minutes, in garage
time) to give the bike this facelift. That’s a more-than-fair trade, because
the improvements will provide countless hours of enjoyment and pride in a
rejuvenated bike. Here’s how we did it.
After pulling the fuel tank, the first step in replacing the handlebars is removal of
the brake reservoir, switch clamshells, and grips. Keep that reservoir upright and
well secured, because brake fluid on your fancy paint job is a bad way to go.
The chrome on
the new bars
is beautiful,
sure. But the
most noticeable
change occurs
where the wiring
makes its jump
from the base of
the risers to the
frame. Oh, yeah!
By Gary Westphalen mans character is etched on his calm, but intense stare. Nerves of
steel. You can’t beat that. I rolled through the rest of town, zigging
Ask any Mountaineer about the heroes who have called West
and zagging through the little shuffle that Highway 3 takes through
Virginia “Home.” There are a lot of good answers, but every short
downtown. Once through, I pull a U-ey and ride back to the wide spot
list includes one name: Brigadier General Charles Elwood “Chuck”
in the street across from the high school.
Yeager. He flew 64 combat missions over Europe in World War II,
including once getting shot down over France. As I sit on my bike, gazing across the street at the modest school
that generated this amazing man, I only have two thoughts. First,
Then, there’s that other little thing he did. On October 14, 1947,
how happy I am to be visiting this historic spot. And, secondly, I hope
Chuck Yeager squeezed into the cockpit of the Bell X-1 rocket
the cops don’t think I’m some kind of creep, hanging out across the
airplane, which was then dropped from a B-29 bomber. When the
street from the high school. Better snap the picture, and get moving.
rocket lit, Yeager became the first man to fly faster than the speed
of sound. The kicker is that he did this, while concealing the fact that The fog has nearly burned off, and the sun’s warmth is beginning
he had broken two ribs in a get-off from a horse, just a day or two to penetrate my leathers. It’s time to ride. At the east end of town,
earlier. The kind of, ah - Stuff - Yeager is made of, has been well I guide the Thunder Roads West Virginia Heritage Softail Classic
documented by author Tom Wolfe. through what is now a left turn at a somewhat odd angle in the middle
of that curve, bringing me in line with Mud River Road, also known
So, as I’m tooling down U.S. 119 in the chilly early morning fog,
as Highway 1.
I come upon an invitation I am eager to oblige. Lincoln County, it
seems is tempting me with a two-fer kind of day. Not only do I want to You would be correct in your thinking, if you suspect that Mud
ride into Hamlin, where General Yeager’s likeness stands in bronze River Road likes to hang along the banks of the Mud River. It’s late
out front of the High School where he got his first physics lessons, in the year as I’m riding through here, so the Mud doesn’t look like
but I also can’t wait to ride Mud River Road. Just the name sends much more than, well, mud. But when a big snowmelt or mega-storm
chills up my spine. rolls through, the Mud can rage.
I’m coming into the town of Hamlin from the southeast, on Highway On this beautiful day, the Mud River is just a serene partner, as I
3. Just as I round the bend into the very edge of town, I see my wind and twist my way northward. For 15 beautiful miles, it’s just me
target, Mud River Road, dart off to the right. But I’m in Hamlin. Chuck and the steady heartbeat of the bike winding back and forth. Traffic
Yeager grew up here, man! I’m gonna roll through town and back, is so light that it really doesn’t even bear mentioning. Sometimes the
in tribute. curves dictated by the river’s path are so long that it almost feels like
I’ve just done a complete circle. Open expanses of rural scenery give
A couple of blocks towards the heart of town, at the top of a little
way to tree-lined passages that hug the river’s edge.
rise, is Hamlin High School. And out front, standing proud on a tall
pedestal, I see the likeness of hometown hero, Chuck Yeager. He’s The thought crosses my mind that my pace is a far cry from the
got a parachute slung over his right shoulder, and his helmet – it Mach 1.07 that Chuck Yeager attained 63 years earlier, almost to
looks like a beanie – is in his left hand. The reserved strength of this the day. Even though I’m usually in favor of pushing the envelope,
16 Thunder Roads® West Virginia FEBRUARY 2011
today I find myself content to let Mr. Yeager’s
reputation as the local speed demon stand
unchallenged. But I think about him as I ride
this road. I imagine a seven-year-old boy in
1930, splashing along the banks of the Mud
River, chasing frogs. I think about a teenager
graduating from Hamlin High School, making
the decision to enlist in the United States Army
Air Corps, so he could defend his country in
World War II. I think I am able to enjoy this
beautiful ride, only because of the services of
Americans like General Yeager.
This is an easy road, suitable for riders of
all skill levels. Elevation changes are slight
by West Virginia standards. Traffic is light
and the condition of the roadway is above
average. An occasional groundhog crossing
is likely to be the only impediment on an
otherwise relaxing ride.
Mud River Road comes to a somewhat
confusing end, somewhere around Milton in
Cabell County. I’m on the southern edge of the
Interstate 64 corridor, and it appears the local
roads were left to fend for themselves when
the big road shoved its way through. In some
ways, Mud River Road serves as a metaphor
for that hero who spent his youth here. The
ride starts in a small town, where life moves at
a bucolic pace, and ends where achievement
is measured by speed.
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The Priest is pleased with the response. They walk a little further, and Suddenly, he notices a dot in his rear view mirror. It seems to be get-
he points to a rock and says, “This is a rock.” ting closer! He slows down to see what it could be, and suddenly
WHOOOOSSSHHH! Something whips by him going much faster!
Hearing this, the chief looks and grunts, “Rock.” The Priest was really
getting enthusiastic about the results, when he hears a rustling in the “What on earth could be going faster than my Ferrari?” the doctor
bushes. As they peek over the top, he sees a couple of natives in the asks himself. He presses harder on the accelerator, and takes the Fer-
midst of heavy sexual activity. rari up to 250 mph. Then, up ahead of him, he sees that it’s the old man
on the moped!
The Priest is really flustered and quickly responds, “Man riding a bike.”
Amazed that the Moped could pass his Ferrari, he gives it more gas,
The chief looks at the couple briefly, pulls out his blowgun and kills and passes the moped at 275 mph. And, he’s feeling pretty good un-
them. The Priest goes ballistic and yells at the chief that he has spent til he looks in his mirror and sees the old man gaining on him AGAIN!
years teaching the tribe how to be civilized, and be kind to each other, Astounded by the speed of this old guy, he floors the gas pedal and
so how could he kill these people in cold blood that way? takes the Ferrari all the way up to 320 mph.
The chief replied, “My bike.” Not ten seconds later, he sees the moped bearing down on him again!
The Ferrari is flat out, and there’s nothing he can do!
His Last Rally Suddenly, the moped plows into the back of his Ferrari, demolishing
Four guys have been going to the same motorcycle rally for many the rear end. The doctor stops and jumps out, and unbelievably, the old
years. Two days before the group is to leave, Don’s wife puts her foot man is still alive.
down and tells him he isn’t going.
He runs up to the banged-up old guy and says, “I’m a doctor.... Is
Don’s friends are very upset that he can’t go, but what can they do? there anything I can do for you?”
Two days later, the three get to the camping site, only to find Don sit- The old man whispers, “Unhook my suspenders from your side
ting there with a tent set up, firewood gathered, and dinner cooking on view mirror!”
the fire.
“Dang man, how long you been here, and how did you talk your wife
into letting you go?,” one of the guys asked.
“Well, I’ve been here since this morning,” said Don. “Last night, I was
sitting in my chair at home, and my wife came up behind me and put
her hands over my eyes. and said, ‘Guess who?’ I pulled her hands off,
and she was wearing a brand new nightie. She took my hand and pulled
me to our bedroom. The room had candles and rose petals all over. On
the bed she had handcuffs and ropes! She told me to tie and cuff her to
the bed, so I did. And then she said, ‘Do whatever you want.’”
Jim “Jammer” Marcum resides in Charleston and has been involved in motorcycle ministry for
nearly 15 years and serves as Clergy within Highways and Hedges Motorcycle Ministry.
Ghostriders President
Remembered
On December the 6th, many of us lost a very loved brother. John Stone was born January 21, 1951, in Princeton,
John Rollin Stone Stone was the President of the Monroe West Virginia. He graduated from Princeton High School,
County chapter of the Ghost Riders Motorcycle Club. Stone and served his country in Viet Nam.
was a member of the Ghost Riders for nineteen years. He was Stones’ wish was to be cremated, and later a memorial
the Past President of other chapters, including Mercer and service to honor his life was held at Seaver Funeral Home,
Wyoming. He was also instrumental in establishing the Ghost in Princeton. In attendance were many of his brothers from
Riders Toy Drive for the Bluefield Union Mission, a tradition throughout the Ghost Rider nation, as well as members of
of giving to the community at Christmas, to provide toys and the Brothers of the Wheel, family and friends.
financial assistance to the less fortunate in our area.
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