Fuel Cleveland is the latest convergence of motorcycles, art, food, music, and humans of every genus and species. It is the barbaric Yawp of every type of chopper, bobber, bar hopper, rat, classic, cafe racer, primo custom, junker, screamer, and even stocker. Everything from FTW to WTF. It is a biker haven with a Big Welcome vibe.
It was in a grit-encrusted warehouse on Cleveland’s Lakeside Ave., where a couple dozen invited bikes sat on thrones of old radiators, surrounded by great biker photography, and a couple hundred others filled the streets. Everything was artfully done, but not snobby or exclusive — quite the opposite. This is a place where a kid can be a kid. Weirdos welcome. This is culture, man.
Enough words. Here are some pics.
Says it all.
Wall of artists’ helmets
“I want that one!”
Lakeside and E. 23
See ya next year.
Stay tuned: In a few days, we’ll post a series of photos of just details, because the craftsmanship on some of these bikes deserves to be seen.