Motorcycle motherload

The One Moto Show in Portland, OR is our annual hometown custom motorcycle party where the bikes collectively blow the collective minds. It’s a place where PBR flows like wine; where beautiful women instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano. It’s a place where ICON 1000 has been since the early days; sharing our common bond of two wheels, fabrication, and a good time. If we’re known for anything it’s readiness. It’s true… ask around, they’ll tell you. The show last year was 75 degrees of unseasonal sunny Portland days with more riding than you can shake a stick at. The year before that, it was a Portland snowpocalypse that shut our city down for the weekend, but as they say the “show must go on” and so it did. Knowing the uncertainty that accompanies our February weather, we did what any sensible people would do and consulted the Farmer’s Almanac. Sure enough, it called for rain. 

We decided right then and there that a tent of the VIP persuasion was in order.

We decided right then and there that a tent of the VIP persuasion was in order.

Pitching Tents

Since each year grows hand over fist to the one previous, we kicked off opening night with a VIP room in an inconspicuous 80x40ft tent secretly nestled in front of the building and entrance to the show. We all knew it was going to be nuts to butts inside so we called up our DJ, Mitch, and asked him to provide the jams for our boozy outside sanctuary. A place where the PBR was free and you didn’t have to worry about inadvertently rubbing up against someone else’s funk due to spacial confinement.

Inside we had a different presence.

Not one of tent dwelling drunkards who like to get down, nay. Inside we were builders and fabricators. Watching other people inspect our work with an inquisitive smile reminded us why we spend countless hours in the shop arguing about things such as stance. 

This year we brought ICON ‘s Yin vs Yang builds; a 1986 GSXR – Mjr Tom and our 1975 BMW R90/6 – Slow Burn. Both different animals, both respective beasts. 

P*$$y Control

The Prince cover band, Erotic City, kept our party levels pumping at maximum capacity. When the free beer from PBR ran out in the Le VIP Tent, we hustled our buns inside to leave it on the dance floor with the rest of the folks being swept away by a blanket of purple rain. Opening night of The One Moto Show, once again, did not disappoint.

If you missed this year’s show, don’t beat yourself up about it. Seriously, you’re too hard on yourself as it is. Instead, start planning for next year and we’ll do the same.

If you missed this year’s show, don’t beat yourself up about it. Seriously, you’re too hard on yourself as it is. Instead, start planning for next year and we’ll do the same.