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Category: Motorcycles

  • Our Slimey, 2-wheeled rite of Spring

    Shows Wisconsin, man & machine at their Springtime best! Blaska has ridden motorcycles on the Pacific Coast Highway 1, through the streets of San Francisco to the wine country of Sonoma and under Sequoia trees. Hugged Canada’s north shore of Lake Superior where only French is spoken. Skirted the Gulf Coast of Texas; traveled the…

  • Day ? of the Hollywood (yawn) actors strike

    No artificial intelligence used at the Werkes!Nothing artificial, no intelligence — ever! How are you weathering the Hollywood actors and writers strike? Over in Pyongyang, our indentured North Korean proof readers walked off the job in sympathy, whereupon they were promptly terminated and returned to the gulag. Otherwise, Blaska Policy Werkes carries on as before.…

  • Celebrating freedom & individuality at the Crud

    Not just Old School but Out of School! This old road warrior probably doesn’t know any better but he is feeling truly blessed these days. Crabapple trees in full blossom has something to do with it. Number One Son Max will be a good news feature in Wednesday’s Capital Times and the Lovely Lisa still…

  • Two-wheeled tonic on a Wisconsin autumn day!

    Oh, glorious day, Sunday 10-02-22!  Temps approaching 70° F and mostly sunny skies greeted the Fall edition of the Slimey Crud, a totally disorganized gathering of motorcyclists of all stripes, riding everything from Ducati crotch rockets to an ancient, 1927 Indian that needs to be primed to start. Maybe 700 two- and a few three-wheeled…

  • Let’s hear it for rust!

    Summer of car shows Feel sorry for guys who feel they must dye their hair black. The Head Groundskeeper at Stately Blaska Manor has earned his touch of gray the hard way — through sustained substance abuse! Social media recommended keeping our 1949 (or is it a 1951) Allis Chalmers model G tractor as is.…

  • Celebrating open-air freedom at the Crud

    After 14 months of a Covid winter This uneasy rider regards Slimey Crud, always the first Sunday in May and October, as highlights of his year. (That observation should evoke a certain amount of pity but let’s move on.) The Crud is a completely organic gathering of motorcycles of all makes, from screaming Italian crotch…