Motorcycle fuel tanks are such works of art.

They might be sky blue, or British racing green.
Or they could be white, purple, orange, red, silver or gold.

And the sizes and shapes of motorcycle gas tanks are so creative, too.
Some are big and rounded; some boxy and tiny.

Then there are the tank decals and badges.
They can look like pieces of glittering silver jewellery.

It’s not often I get to see hundreds of Triumph motorcycle gas tanks all in one place…

Have you ever hung out with 250 classic motorcycles?

I can seriously recommend it!

We’ve just been on another pilgrimage to our favorite motorcycle museum at the bottom of New Zealand.

There we were, standing in a room packed with classic motorcycles, grinning like idiots.

It’s a summer morning, and shafts of bright sunlight fall through the windows.
The yellow light glints on the rows of chrome tanks, and the big silver fishtail pipes on classic Nortons, BSAs and Velocettes.

Beautiful, vintage motorcycles sit silently, proudly dripping oil, as they have for decades.
Every single one of these beauties begs you to come closer…

Once upon a time female tattoos were rare, shocking, remarkable.

Tattoos were for dangerous men only: outlaw bikers and career criminals.
They made tough men look tougher.
Final tattoo quality was wildly varied, and hygiene standards were not even discussed.
Tattoos could turn out looking pretty rough… AND lead to infection or disease.

So for a long time, tattoos on women were hardly ever seen.

But way, way back in the middle of those dark ages, I turned 21.
And I decided I should mark this big birthday by getting a tattoo…

Our little gang of biker cats know a thing or two about motorcycles.

It’s not surprising.
They’ve grown up in a motorcycle obsessed household, where there’s often a bike in the living room.

So naturally, they’ve learned a lot about motorcycles, and they want to put all that knowledge to good use.
They do that by taking on highly technical tasks that help their biker humans out.

There’s always a motorcycle cat hard at work around here.
Let me give you some examples.

Not all biker chicks see selfies as a short-cut to breaking into porn.

You won’t find me lying naked across a motorcycle, smiling through gritted teeth while the front brake master-cylinder digs into my shoulder.

But motorcycles are breath-takingly beautiful.
They lead directly to fun and adventure.

Add these two elements together, and it’s natural to want to take some pics.

But selfies post a special challenge for biker women…