Thanks again guys, here comes another round of motorcycle pics, this time from last week, when the amusement park Bakken opened.
It's been a tradition since the late 60's that motorcyclists from all over the Copenhagen area meet up for the opening of Bakken - in the beginning with the purpose of getting drunk and beating up the hippies, with local biker gangs modeled on the american biker gangs, who again originated from WW2 pilots returning home, and setting up motorcycle gangs of their own.
Later, this particular arrangement of opening Bakken got more peaceful with the participation of more family-oriented bike riders, and now the thing is for everyone.
We've had participants from many countries by now, Sweden and Germany being the main contributor of guests since they're our neighbour countries, but I've even spotted polish and canadian motorcycle license plates in the parade, so apparently the word is spreading.
Basically, it's all about showing up at 5 in the afternoon on the day, meet old friends, ogle bikes, kick tyres and catching up after the winter break...for those, who resort to that kind of thing, and whose motorcycles apparently aren't made for
outdoors use.
At 7 in the evening, all take off - the police closes off all side roads on the route, so that the motorcycles can pass unhindered all the way from Nørrebro, Copenhagen, to Bakken, Klampenborg - a distance of about 13 kilometers.
The weather was brilliant - sunshine, 16 degrees C, almost no wind - a perfect spring day.
And btw, the same event takes place in the autumn when Bakken closes, but there's usually more participants at that occasion, as the weather is usually better...or some riders have gotten used to being outdoors again, I don't which is right...prolly both.
Opposites meet. Biker gang member and police officer.
Vintage motorcycle, Endurance - detail, headlight.
Endurance-owner (w. leather helmet) explains something to a pair of curious onlookers.
Goldwing owner (w.cap) and spectator.
View from a backyard.
Plastic rockets.
Cool mohawk on that helmet!
Beautiful motorcycle rider.
A "wee black one" - older beemer.
The sun is setting over Nørrebrogade.
Motorcycle with an attitude.
Beemer. Yum!
THE beemer.
Honda Goldwing.
Final preparations going on all around.
Waiting impatiently.
Onlookers.
Tuborgvej.
Strandvejen.
Parking at Bakken. The rider in front in the red jacket was a little elderly Honda-lady who could've been my mother, age-wise! So don't claim that you ever get too old to ride.
Bikers at the wishing well at the entrance.
Bye bye, see you again in the autumn.