Indian motorcycles, lots to confuse the eye unless you know what your looking at. Not really supposed to photograph in here, but I could not resist it. No room for a tripod,no time for anything fancy, after a fertive look round the camera was placed on a packing crate, put on B/f16 and I counted in my head to 15. The composition is crap but this maybe the only shot you will ever see of an Indian's secret hiding place.
We used to call these areas "BoneYards", I can smell the old oil dust etc. I love it!
Keep them coming, they bring back many memories. How many remember hand pumping oil into the crank case?