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Hi All,
Just got back from the Antique Motorcycle Club of America's National Meet at Wauseon, Ohio.....what a time. My good buddies Myron Pace and Bob White, my son Matt, and a few more of the crew from Wheels Through Time had been looking forward to this one for a long time. We headed out Wednesday night for a weekend of fun in the sun, drove all night, and made it to the meet just as the host club was opening up the gates.
This years meet was another great one, with acres and acres of motorcycles, parts, memorabilia, and anything else to do with old motorcycles. I've been going to Wauseon for about thirty years, and it seems to keep getting better and better. This year, like the last, the weather was good and the shopping was better.
With no plans but to have a good time, we jumped in Thursday morning and before we knew it we were on our hands and knees looking for parts and up to our elbows in grease. By mid-afternoon, we had already found several key pieces for projects we've got going on at the museum, and a few extra goodies that we may or may not use. One of my particular favorites was a 1947 Harley-Davidson Servicar Box, in perfect condition. Although we're not working on a model like this currently, its always good to have a spare box around in case the right project comes along.
One of the real treasures at the meet was a geniune "Globe of Death" motorcycle shipping crate. I had talked with a fella from Michigan a few months earlier and let him know that I was very interested. Upon delivery to the swap meet, a crowd gathered around the crate, staring in amazement. It was even better than I had imagined.
 Friday, the meet hosted its second annual flat-track races, and I jumped on the old 1913 Thor to compete in the boardtracker class. The bike ran great, and out of the 10 bikes in the race, every one of them finished. Quite an accomplishment for a field of 90 year old bikes. My buddy Pat took home first place, beating everyone by almost a lap on his green 90+ cubic inch H-D racer. Saturday was a blast as well, with more swapping and the antique motorcycle field games at noon. Matt kicked my butt again. He beat me in the slow race (again) and took home first place overall. I know he was pretty excited.
All in all, the weekend was fantastic. There's no place like an AMCA swapmeet. Where else can you get together with a bunch of old buddies, compare stories, do a bit of racing, search for all the old motorcycle parts, and meet new people all in one place.
If you'd like to see more on any of the antique motorcycle swapmeets we attend, check out some of our Time Machine Videos. We've got hundreds online, and are adding more all the time.
Talk to you soon,
Dale 
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