Send us your pictures with a short story about yourself
Well who says that an old bastard
doesn't need protection. Meet my
bodyguards. All armed and ready
for action. One t5hing is for sure,
old bastards may be grey but
they have the bite of a mean
bulldog. Don't let the smile fool
you, we drink espresso, chew
cigars, gamble, and ride like the wind.
Maybe you can share a story with us.
 
Let me enlighten those who may still not grasp
the true meaning of the word Old Bastards as a
simile. The words in this text describes that
curmudgeon , , cigar-chomping individual that
doesn't give a shit about anything that is not of
interest to him.
This allegory totally describes the nature of the
old bastard which first and foremost is all an
attitude to life. Thus the second line on the logo
which are the words "An Attitude".
I know that this may be difficult to comprehend
for some of you. So you can now join the Flying Asses, or the Rolling Aces, or the
Rolling wheels, or even Rolling Hamburgers, whatever is easier for you to understand.
But in order to be an Old Bastard you have to have the "coglioni" to understand this
hyperbole. But most of all you have to live the attitude. Does this Metonymy of words
relate to an age. Well if you still think it does then you belong to the famous Biker
group called the Rolling Boneheads.
However we are a forgiving bunch and understand all of you who have to pretend to
be bad asses because you crave the need for recognition. We Old Bastards however
have nothing to prove we have been around this block a few times and maybe even
another block. We welcome you all because at the end of the day we have no hang
ups because of the bike we ride or the logos that we have sown on our jackets. We
are first and foremost all friends (If you don't piss us off) human, and then Old
Bastards..
Join us
Some Great Old Bastard Recipes
Cook a great simple delicious meal just the way
the old bastards like it..Take a look
OK let's get going with our first topic... It has been decided that we are going to change our Old Bastards
Logo and we are looking to use a Bulldog in our Logo. Who is we. We is me since this is my web page and I
am paying for it.
Why a Bulldog.? Maybe because the look of the bulldog, better emphasizes the true meaning of an Old
bastard. That crude, in charge attitude promotes a close likeness to the overpowering standing of an Old
bastard. Also, because the rough looking bulldog on a motorcycle has always been synonymous to bikers.
The bulldog is a stocky breed with characteristically broad shoulders and a matching wide head. There are generally thick folds of skin on a bulldog's brow, followed
by round, dark, far apart eyes, a short muzzle, drooping lips, and the famous under-bite. Despite their famous "sour-mug" expression, bulldogs are generally docile
although can prove to be very fast movers over a short distance. They are friendly and gregarious but occasionally wilful. The phrase "stubborn as a bulldog" is
loosely rooted in fact. Now you tell me that this doesn't describe an old bastard
I have been paying for all this out of pocket, which I did not mind but printing T-shirts and paying graphic artists can get expensive and I am going to need some
help. I will let you all know what this is all going to cost.
Where are we located you say?  We are all from Good old Montreal. To put you all
straight Montreal is not in France it is in Quebec, Canada..
I can see a trend where motorcycle riders possessing a belief in God will seek a blessing for their bike. As the mainstream media continues to feast on motorcycle accidents and deaths, riders are becoming ever more aware of the Grim Reaper.
I imagine most, if not all, of the motorcycle ministries out there already do this for their members. But there aren't many motorcycle blessing events set up for the general public. Montreal is at the head in starting  a change. For years Once a year Bikes gather at Saint Joseph Oratory and get their bikes blessed.
The bikers come from across Quebec and many of them bring a Teddy bear as a token
of appreciation and donate it for the sick children hospitalized in Quebec. It is a moving
tradition looking at a diehard biker carring a teddy bear to offer to our children. Their
bikes may roar like thunder but their hearts pour out to the children. Those who do not
bring a teddy bear will donate cash to charitable organizations like Widows Sons
Masonic Riders Association, who collect this money and distribute it, in many  needy
cases. A great thanks is not enough for this great organization. This year I have had
the privilege of buying one of their t-shirts as a sign of support to this great group.
Do these blessings really work? Well, I've had it done to my Suzuki Intruder  last year,
and in one case in a sure tragic end I Miraculously   escaped a head on collision. How, I
don’t know, I really don’t know how come a car coming towards me head on, just seemed to miss me as if I was not there.
Maybe the blessing worked.
Whether or not we believe, at this great event we meet riders from all walks of life. From the occasional rider, to the die hard
rider wearing their specific club logos. I personally commend all these great riders and may God always ride with you and
keep you safe, May your heart always remain tender to the teddy-bear run for our children.