Reincarnation of the Iron Piggy, Take 2


BEHOLD the fully porked-out piggy. Crash bars on, exhaust on, saddlebags on…


It was a nice day to work outside. I soaked up the sun, chatted up the neighbors… Quite a few stopped by while passing the house. Some on foot, some behind the wheel. I like living in a neighborhood!


Stripped down (a pic from yesterday) the FLH looks like a beefed-up Dyna bike. Not that there’s anything wrong with a Dyna bike. Dynas are a blast. (R.I.P. my FXD.) The Wide Glide’s about the only Dyna I wouldn’t care to own. Unless it was a door prize.

I always thought it would be fun to take the piggy down the road without all the gear I put on today. Ditch the stock header pipes and mufflers, no saddlebags, no rear crash bars, no passenger footboards… That’s a fair amount of weight right there. Put on a solo seat and short pipes, the kind that bolt up to the motor and transmission only, not the frame, a V&H Big Radius kinda thing. Except that would really finish off my hearing. And short pipes are cop magnets. Who needs it?


And the thing is, this is somehow just the right look for the FLH series. Big barrels out back.

Tony DePaul, May 12, 2012, Cranston, Rhode Island





About Tony

The occasional scribblings of Tony DePaul, 63, father, grandfather, husband, freelance writer in many forms, ex-journalist, long-distance motorcycle rider, motorcycle wrecker, motorcycle rebuilder, collector of surgical hardware, blue routes wanderer, outdoorsman, topo map bushwhacker, handy with a wrench, hammer, chainsaw, rifle, former photographer, printer, logger, truck driver, truck mechanic, jet fueler… blah blah...
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2 Responses to Reincarnation of the Iron Piggy, Take 2

  1. Alixandra Williams says:

    Hi Tony,
    The bike looks very substantial, shiny and a little scary. As in, “Don’t mess with me.” In my day, the word for this clean would have been, “Cherry.” Great job, Tony.
    The Mother’s Day photos are lovely. Beautiful daughters, beautiful bride. But I’ve said that before. People must have said to you time and time again: “You are a seriously blessed man.”
    “That was some yummy buffet. What was the french toast stuffed with? My mouth was watering just looking at the spread.
    Thank you for sharing the cards. Was yours from Omar Khayam? Kayham? Something like that?
    What a lovely day in Cranston, RI. Cheers, Alix

    • Tony says:

      Thanks, Alix. It was from “The Prophet,” Kahlil Gibran. (Hey, remember good old Kalil Ayoob of the BDN? He spelled his first name without the “h”) The french toast was stuffed with raspberry jam and cream cheese. All the girls like to cook, which they get from Pam. I can cook anything that involves boiling water and dumping stuff in it, that’s about it.

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