Ok, so here's the pics from Fücker Chopper Fest #1
The wind in the willows playing tea for two, the sky was yellow and the sun was blue.
Sebastian's 5" stroker enjoing the green fields of freedom.
Don't make me tell you again, choppers only - NO dressers...
Hey Candy Randy, this lineup makes me hungry. photo: Anneli Messo
Carbonated paint, Knucks, Shovels and Flatties... photo: Anneli Messo
Never mind the skunk, or what's in it. Here's Kalle Sjöström's Genny Shovel. photo: Peter Karlsson
Claes Lindblom's golden machine can go sideways through time, like an electric line, to your zodiac sign. Oh wait that's Silvermacine ...well, with that carburetor setup I'm sure Claes could do that too, even faster. photo: Peter Karlsson
You know which Van Halen song that is hands down the best? PANama! What did you think? Jump!? Come on... photo: Peter Karlsson
Che gets to feel the penetrating claws of imperialism.
Seriously, who brings dressers to a chopper fest..?
Lines of iron.
I'm no hippie but just see how sweet a little grass can make things unite, even Supertuppen found a brother.
Fuse's FAG Knuck! This bike used to run a 5.1/4" stroke ...now it runs like a Bat Out Of Hell! And I don't even listen to Meatloaf ...when I'm sober.
Perra's 1600cc Knuckle has seen more miles than most.
Totte and Rille drinking the Danish, hey Rille, hope your foot heals up fast, buddy.
The FAG's sweet modified dual M88 setup...
This is what magic looks like - photo: Anneli Messo
Drink like a fish, eat like a bird: Kalle and Rickard The 6 Volt Viking.
Just as blurry in front of the lence as behind it. Mr Longhair, Jörgen, Ms Longhair and Leis.
My memory ended way before this pic, and I'm still trying to find out if that's a good thing, but at least here you have the pics from the first ever Fücker Chopper Fest; the best show I've ever been to in my entire life.