I was perusing the wares of a clothes designer called "Ernte". They make stuff that looks like something a goth would wear while riding with a motorcycle gang.

Here's a link to their photos...
http://www.erntefashionsystems.com/sections/imageArchive/index.html

Unfortunately, you're going to need an awful lot of money to buy this stuff.

Labels: Jackets, Rich Urban Bikers

Amy Keyishian, a freelance writer who loves motorcycles, writes an article on why women find biker guys so romantically appealing...

http://www.msn.match.com/....&menuid=6[/b

Interestingly, she backs up her claims with a recent study from Match.com, showing that women are searching for guys with bikes...

In fact, in a recent Match.com survey, "motorcycle" was the second most-popular term that women used when searching through online profiles.

Labels: Rich Urban Bikers

Shifter Skinz gets my vote for the most RUBbie product.

Seriously, I'm trying to envision a circumstance where you'd actually wear this, and I'm not sure I can. The product's website shows a guy riding a sport bike, wearing white sneakers. White sneakers on a motorcycle?

So basically, this product is for bikers who get pissy over keeping their Reeboks pristine-white.

Which proves my point, it's for RUBs.

If you're gonna be a biker, then Goddammit, be a biker.

Shifter Skinz website...
http://www.shubandit.com/

Labels: Rich Urban Bikers

Any rider in Southern California has at least heard of Cook's Corner, most of have been there. It's a "biker bar" located in the trendy digs of Orange County.

At one time, it was located miles from civilization. It was a place where bikers could go to get away from the suburbs and yuppies. It used to be that the cagers avoided the place, fearing the clientele. Not anymore. Now it's in the middle of suburbs, and the yuppies have bought Harleys.

And on top of it all, it's now going to be on television, in a new cable series called "The Real Housewives of Orange County", on the Bravo network. Tomorrow (Nov 13), episode two of the series features a housewife named Tamara Barney, who's giving up her housewife job for a career in real estate. After her appointment with the tanning salon, she hops on the bike and rides to Cook's.

These are supposedly real people.

The last several times I visited Cook's Corner, the essence of RUB has become quite thick. And it's no wonder, the owners of Cook's, who took over only a few years ago, have renovated the place to appeal to a wider clientele, offering tastier grub, a wider array of import beers, and cleaner restrooms. It's now a great place to go on a Sunday afternoon to watch football; all that's missing are the Hooter girls and buffalo wings.

There's an article about how the owners are making it a "nicer place"...
http://www.octhen.com/2005/03/kinder-gentler-cooks-corner.htm

I can't blame them for trying to be successful business owners. It's probably a good thing, because as long as the place earns big profits, it'll be tough to shut it down. Homeowners there are already complaining about the motorcycle noise.

Cook's Corner isn't the only biker bar turning rubbie. Earlier this year, the Screamin' Chikin Saloon in Devore came under new ownership, who's cleaning up the place, and making it more profitable. The same thing with The Hideout Saloon in Lake Henshaw, though still under the same ownership, they just fixed some stuff up.

Part of it lies with local health codes. As the clientele increases, the health department takes a greater interest in protecting public safety. That means the "dings" that these biker bars used to get away with, they can no longer get away with. It's gotta be cleaner, safer, and healthier.

But hanging out at a rubbie biker bar isn't that bad actually. For the most part, you can still drink a beer in peace. The problem is when you drop the "F bomb" too loud, and a rubbie mom looks at you nasty because she brought her kids along.

Labels: Cook's Corner, Rich Urban Bikers

A guy in Florida just paid $70,000 for the Harley-Davidson Fat Boy ridden by (or more appropriately, sat on) by John Travolta in the movie, "Wild Hogs"...


http://www.ocala.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20070506/NEWS/205060359/1001/NEWS01

The RUB who bought the bike, Barry Stem, realized that he can't ride a motorcycle without a leather jacket. So, he ponied up an extra $15,000 to get Travolta's jacket.

Said Stem...

"I drive a bike and I thought the movie was a riot."

I drive a bike too.

Labels: Rich Urban Bikers, Strange Stuff, Wild Hogs