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Bosshoss Country

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in this issue
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Power tour
8 Monte is back in the saddle
14 Daytona & the V8 Parade
18 Berzerker: a Ricky Dietz/cal BH Custom
22 Rider Profile - Dave Arthur
30 Dealer Profile - Boss Hoss kamloops
36 In Memoriam: Claudio Keusch
36 Zum Gedenken an Claudio Keusch
46 rider profile - Robbie and Debra Sanders
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leading the charge.
Boss Hoss Cycles was
saddened by the departure
of Chief Operations Officer
Rad Hunsley in mid-February
–although he’s not really gone,
since he remains just a phone
call away, in close touch with his
friends and colleagues.
Hunsley’s decision to accept
another position was months in
the making, said BHC owner/
founder Monte Warne. “Hard
as it was to see it happen, the
conditions and timing were just
‘right’ for this change.”
--not only “right” for Hunsley, but
for Monte himself, who admits
that after a ten-year sabbatical,
he had been sorely missing the
hands-on connection with the
company he established 21
years ago.
“Rad and I had talked about it
extensively; I had been thinking
about getting back into Boss
Hoss—and when Rad made his
decision to move on, I realized
I was genuinely ready for action
again,” said Warne.
Not many people know that he
and Hunsley are actually related,
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he points out. Those family
ties mean they will continue to
maintain a close connection,
with Rad ready and willing to
assist with any transitional
issues, as needed.
“Rad’s not the leader of the
pack anymore—I am,” Warne
explains, “but Rad’s right there
behind me. I’m just enthused
that I can go back now and pick
up where he left off.”
at what we’ve done. The new
model is going to offer the best
of both worlds,” he hints. “If
you liked the sound of the Boss
Hoss big block—get ready!”
Improved fuel economy and
comfort are also part of the
new set of 2012 Boss Hoss
attractions—and they’re a lot
more than just talk: these visions
are already off the drawing
board and in the works.
Also in the works are new
“this quarter was
our biggest quarter
in two years.”
The Shape of Things to
Come
Warne’s optimism and
enthusiasm is evident as he
discusses future strategies and
directions for Boss Hoss Cycles
and its coveted products. “I’ve
got lots of plans and upgrade
ideas that I’ve been working on;
I could tell you about all of them,
but then I’d have to kill you,” he
quips happily.
Customers will just have to wait
till the new model year comes
out, when “they’ll be amazed
at the improvements we’re
implementing,” Warne promises.
Boss Hoss dealers have been
given a sneak preview of the
changes to come, however, and
their excitement is electric. “It’s
going to be a real barnburner
when customers get a look
ways to spread the Boss
Hoss gospel—including public
relations efforts that may put
copies of the magazine you’re
holding into the hands of the
mainstream public by making
it available at news stands and
convenience stores.
Already, riders report, more of
the general public recognize
the Boss Hoss by name than
was once the case—but it’s still
rare and unusual enough to turn
heads, which is a large part of
the Boss Hoss’s charm, believes
Warne. “These bikes are like
Lamborghinis; people are aware
of them, but only see one every
once in a while—and that adds
to their mystique.”
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Building on a Firm Foundation is very conservative,
just as I am; that’s why
the company has been
“Boss Hoss Cycles is not the
as successful as it has,
same company it was ten
despite unfavorable
years ago,” he reflects. “It’s
economic conditions.”
more organized, a lot more
sophisticated, and the bikes
Other, larger
are much more reliable now,
manufacturers with
thanks in part to Rad’s great
higher volumes have
indeed come and gone
during hard times, while
Boss Hoss Cycles has
remained stable by
tightening its belt a notch.
“Rad and I often discussed
catastrophe contingency plans,”
Warne notes. “What if we didn’t
have any business for a year?
What if we had to shut down for
a year? Careful planning meant
that we were financially prepared
for emergencies, and could
survive them if we had to.
management. In spite of the
economic crunch, we’re seeing
a bright light at the end of the
tunnel and the company is
already experiencing huge relief;
this quarter was our biggest
quarter in two years.”
Warne’s firm views on financial
responsibility have kept the
company on an even keel
despite tough times: “I learned
early in business, before Boss
Hoss ever came along, not to
over-extend my credit on any
venture. I determined to start
small and let the business grow
without taking anything out of it.
My goal was to let it build and
build, and keep it secure—and
that’s exactly the way we’ve run
this business from day one. Rad
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that great ideas and conservative
management pay off in the long
run.
“Always has,” says Warne.
“Always will.”
Watch for Monte, Meredith,
and their daughter at the 7th
European Boss Hoss Rally this
July, in Pullman City, Hasselfelde/
Germany—and at upcoming
“Boss Hoss has
always cashflowed
everything that
we’ve ever done.
As I sit here today,
I can assure you
that the company
is completely debt
free—and will
remain debt free.
We may have to
make cutbacks and slow down
production, as we have done
through the recession period, but
we have continued to operate.
We’re such a small company
that it doesn’t take thousands of
motorcycles for us to stay above
the water line; we can build
a couple hundred a year and
continue to focus on quality.”
major U.S. rallies, as well.
As Warne says, “It’s a return
to the Mom-and-Pop era!” – a
change the Boss Hoss family
of riders can welcome with
pleasure!
The bottom line, proven over 21
years of Boss Hoss history, is
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September
22-24,2011
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Ricky Dietz is a guy in love with
the berserker legend, wherein
fierce, no-holds-barred Viking
warriors were consumed by rage
and driven by blind fury to destroy
all enemies and obstacles, no
matter how bloody the battle and
how unfavorable the odds against
them.
Ricky Dietz is also a guy
determined to get what he wants.
I vote that we get out of his way!
Berzerker:
“The baddest Boss Hoss ever…”?
Dietz ordered up the fastest
motorcycle in the world—off
the line. “I’m an NHRA fan,” he
explains, “and to me that first
quarter-mile tells the story. I
wanted Berzerker to be the
fastest street legal bike in the
world.”
On 4 Pages
· Programmable 5 Character
Channel Name · Gear Indicator
· Predictive Lap Time
· Prop Slip and Prop Speed for Boats
· Power/Ground/Engine RPM/
External Programming Buttons
Harness
· Speed, Lap Time, Lap No. From GPS
· Downloaded Data Provides Track
Mapping, Segment Times,
Data Reports
· Includes DatalinkII Data Analysis
· Software and Installation Manual
· Metric / Imperial Configurable
“It’s a first in many areas for a
Boss Hoss. The 430 c.i. engine
is a highly modified LS style
on nitrous oxide that produces
almost 1000 hp. And its approach
to traction control is unique,
different from anything I have ever
seen on a bike before.”
“This bike is all EFI, with
electronic fuel injection,” Dietz
points out with pride. The 3” x
7” Racepak IQ3 dash monitor*
displays up-to-the-second
readouts on everything from
manifold pressure, ignition time,
fuel flow, injector performance,
etc.—four pages’ worth of digital
Seriously, the combination of
Dietz’s commitment not to settle
for second best, coupled
*Racepak Datalogger features:
with the tenacity and talent
of the guys at California Boss 32 Channels
· Internally Mounted GPS
Hoss—who love a creative
· Internal 3 Axis G Meter
challenge!—resulted in the birth · 512MB microSD Memory Card
of a one-of-a-kind custom bike · Programmable Shift Lights
that breathes raw power, and · Programmable Warning Lights With
answers (loudly) to the name On Screen Warning
· 24 Programmable Sensor Inputs
“Berzerker”.
What he got is, according
to California Boss Hoss’s
Jim Stoddard, “a really
extraordinary bike—the
baddest Boss Hoss that was ever
made!
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Atop the handlebars sits another
Berzerker original feature—a
multi-function computer that
monitors everything going on with
the engine and the rest of the
bike.
data you can scan through with
the touch of a button. Its data
logger records information for
later downloading and analysis—a
troubleshooter’s dream gadget.
“It reports your 0-60 mph time in
seconds, your 0-100 mph time,
how many lateral g’s you’re pulling
into a turn, and your acceleration
g’s at launch. It’s fantastic—and
extremely versatile,” Dietz adds.
“The 430 engine will turn 8200
rpm—just a guess because I
haven’t ridden Berzerker yet—but
that should put me close to 170
mph in drive! When I want to hot
dog, I don’t want to have to limit
myself to 120 mph because that’s
redline. I wanted more—without
compromising my transmission.”
Dietz’s crystal-clear mental
picture of what he wanted, made
for some interesting builder
challenges:
“I really wanted Berzerker’s LS
engine to sound offensive. When
the engine was first built, I heard
it and I was totally disappointed.
It had the power (847 hp with
NOS), and without the NOS it
was making more torque across
the board than the 502—but it
just didn’t sound impressive. I
said no.
“I told the builder I wasn’t
happy with the sound. I said I
wanted it to turn 8,000 rpm. I
wanted the heads and intake
ported/matched---all the black
magic—all the little performance
tricks; I wanted everything. I
didn’t want an ‘off the shelf’
car cam—I wanted it custom
ground, designed specifically for
a 1,000-lb motorcycle that must
sound pissed off.”
The builder promised to make
it bark; and he did. Although
Dietz was out of the country at
the time the engine rebuild was
completed, he still laughs at the
memory of the e-mail he received
from Victor Vert at California Boss
Hoss, advising him that the rebuilt
engine was a success.
“HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!! What
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have YOU-WE created?” Vert’s
message began. “We all just
stood there in disbelief at the
sounds and vibrations and power
emitted from the engine…My ears
have never hurt from the sounds
of a motorcycle until today, and
that was your bike just idling!!...I
promise you that this bike’s
sounds, idle and power will far
surpass any of your expectations!
It truly is a wonder of the world of
motorcycles!”
Mission accomplished. The
Berzerker’s heart was beating
strongly, and its new voice
commanded respect.
The final touch—Berzerker’s
“skin”—was completed in late
August. As soon as the paint
was dry, the photographers
went to work capturing some
eye-popping perspectives of
Berzerker’s brawn. The bike’s
NHRA drag theme dominates the
paint scheme. The manufacturer
logo decals aren’t decals—they’re
airbrushed into the candy apple
red paint that covers the custommade sheet metal of the bike’s
body.
“It doesn’t resemble any other
Boss Hoss I’ve ever seen,” Dietz
pronounces with satisfaction.
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began talking about his plans
to build a superbike. One thing
led to another, and when Dietz
flew back to Russia for another
month in exile, Cal Boss Hoss’s
Jim Stoddard got busy, and by
the time Dietz returned, all the
groundwork had been done,
plans were laid and how-to’s
considered.
In the beginning
Dietz, who has been a rider
since age 12, when he got into
dirt bikes and began racing
motocross, has ridden off and
on ever since. After a short
sabbatical, he began riding again
in 2005, on a Road King he
immediately conspired to beef up
in search of more speed.
At Biketoberfest 2006 he
succumbed to the temptation to
take a Boss Hoss demo ride, and,
like many of us, HAD to have one.
He was consumed by the dream
of getting a Boss Hoss for the full
month of his off-shore stint on a
oil drilling rig in Russia—and when
he came home
to Louisiana for
his month long
“weekend”, he
bought a new
Super Sport
from Houston
Boss Hoss in
December 2006.
At the time, says
Dietz, “My first thought was, “Who
could ever want anything more
than this?’”
Well, human nature being what
it is, that “who” turned out to be
him.
Accompanied by his brother, who
also rides a Boss Hoss, Dietz
made the trip up through the
West and rode into Sturgis by
way of Montana for the big annual
blowout.
Dietz laid some money down and
told Stoddard to get started.
“Even then,” remembers Dietz, “it
Berzerker’s creation was a
lengthy process—how long, Dietz
is reluctant to say—and over that
period, his investment in this eyeand ear-popping prototype has
run easily into six figures.
As Vert warned him, Dietz recalls
with a chuckle, “‘I’m not saying it’s
gonna happen, but anything that
can go wrong, might go wrong!’
Boy, was that ever so true—and
it was all due to vendor-related
delays.
When Dietz isn’t on the job
in Russia on his alternating
28-day shifts for Shell Oil
Company, he runs his own
13-year-old company, Berzerker
Incorporated, which has launched
first a trucking company, then
an advertising agency, and is
currently hatching a new endeavor
he is unwilling to reveal just yet.
A dedicated rider, he averages
about 15,000 miles a year on his
motorcycle—a good trick when
“We’re riding around in Sturgis,”
Dietz explains, “and I’m thinking
I’m the big dog, and suddenly this
thunder came alongside of us—
shaking the ground. A guy with
an awesome Boss Hoss pulled up
alongside us at a red light, and as
soon as the light went green, we
pulled over and talked to him. He
had 1100 horsepower: a 900 hp
engine and a 200 hp shot of nox.
“The bike was a custom job—one
of Marv Jorgenson’s bikes—and
I was totally in awe. My brother
leaned over and whispered in my
ear, ‘We got gay bikes!’
“That dude was my inspiration,”
concluded Dietz. “I decided then
and there, I was going to have
something like that!”
From that point, the dreaming
and scheming began; Dietz
explored methods and makers
and weighed his options. After
running into California Boss
Hoss dealer Victor Vert at the
Laughlin River Run during one of
his ‘shore leave’ months, Dietz
was still a work in progress. We
had some ideas and a concept
for the engine and fuel tank, but
we thought of new things and
changed things as we went along.
I was constantly scouring the
internet and hot rod magazines
for cutting edge products. I knew
I was in good hands, considering
that Stoddard is a former top fuel
funny car racer/mechanic, Vert’s
passion for hot rods, and because
Southern California is the hot rod
mecca with every resource you
could ever imagine, all within a 30
mile radius of Cal Boss Hoss!”
“You watch these bike-builder
videos, and they make it seem
easy. They’ve been there and
done that many times, but our
plans were fluid and subject to
change every time a new idea
was conceived. It was definitely
an educational experience for all
of us. Cal Boss Hoss has been
really great through this whole
process and I definitely have a
bunch of new friends.”
Dietz is married and he and his
wife, Melanie, are the proud
parents of four dogs.
he spends about 7 of the 12
months either out of the country,
or traveling to and from the job.
“Berzerker is unlike anything else
that’s ever been out there in the
Boss Hoss world, that’s for sure,”
he says with confidence. “And it’s
not going to be just a show bike;
I’m going to ride the hell out of it
and enjoy it.”
Watch for Dietz and Berzerker at
rallies to come—we’ll probably
feel the earth shaking long before
they come into view!
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Rider
Let’s announce right up front
that this isn’t an instructional primer
on how to form an outlaw gang, nor
a cautionary tale on how to reform
afterwards. It’s a look at the life of
a man who loved motorcycles long
before most people had seen or
heard of them; whose fascination
with them burgeoned when the
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stigma of “outlaw” was a part of
their appeal—and whose admiration
for them endured far beyond
that time, when the world and its
attitudes had changed dramatically,
and so had he.
“In our day we were
scruffians,” remembers Dave Arthur,
a charter member of the infamous
now
Profile
of a
then
dave
arthur
Satan’s Slaves motorcycle club
established in 1960 in California’s
San Fernando Valley area. “But
today’s law enforcement authorities
would love to have those days
back. We mostly just drank and got
into fights—there was none of the
brutality and drive-by shootings that
you see today. The world hasn’t
gotten better,” he reflects sadly.
“Back then, just long hair was a big
thing. Today, everybody wears their
hair any way they want, and tattoos
and piercings are no big deal.”
Cf: Remember when parental types
regarded the Beatles as dangerous
because their hair was too long? It’s
all a matter of perspective.
Arthur spent his early years in
Brooklyn, and was always a bold and
venturesome child.
His dad was a freelance photographer
for the Hollywood movie studios.
“Dad used to shoot those stills they
posted outside movie theatres—with
black and white pictures
of scenes from the
movies. He travelled all
over the world, taking
shots on the set of
movies like ‘The Bridge
over the River Kwai.’
His photos appeared in
Life, Collier’s, and TV
Guide. Dad was always
gone, and Mom was an
alcoholic. They were
great people—I loved
them, but they were no
good at raising kids.”
So while other
“difficult kids” cut
classes and skipped
school, Arthur and his brother would
hop freight trains and ride to Vermont
or other far-off places.
“We were pretty radical—
adventurous. Other kids were
threatened with being grounded if
they even thought about hanging out
with the Arthur brothers.”
His family moved to California
from Brooklyn when he was 14. His
Dad was assigned a 1952 story on
trailer life, so they travelled across
the U.S. in a brand new Dodge and
trailer home, ending the trip at a
trailer park in California.
Arthur got interested in Whizzer
motor bikes, Cushmans, Mustangs,
and ultimately bought himself a Harley
for $150 at age 15. “That was a lot
of money, then,” Arthur points out. “I
dropped out of school, and hustled
money at a pool hall and worked at
a machine shop to get enough to
buy the motorcycle. In California,
you could get a license to ride a
motorcycle at age 15 and that’s all I
wanted—motorcycles and girls.
“After a while, the Harley was
giving me trouble, and an older guy
at the machine shop said he could
fastest motorcycle in late ‘59.”
Time inevitably passed; his
Dad returned from his global travels
and reminded Arthur that he was 17
years old—it was time to honor his
deal and go into the Air Force.
The best that could be said
of that exposure to the military
experience is that Arthur’s preference
for the unconventional, and a lifelong
habit of flouting rules did not mesh
well with the rigorous demands,
short hair and strict discipline of boot
camp.
After six weeks, he pursued
and received a medical discharge
because of flat
feet. “I called them
‘million dollar legs’
at the time! The first thing
I asked for when I
got home was my
Triumph, but my
mom told me that
somebody had
stolen it out of the
garage while I was
gone.”
An
unemployed
pedestrian civilian,
Arthur walked to
visit a girlfriend
whose father, a studio executive,
while drunk, promptly offered to
buy Arthur a motorcycle if the lack
of transportation was all that was
standing between him and finding a
job. Because it was a Monday and the
Harley dealership was closed, they
went to the next closest motorcycle
dealership, and Arthur wound up with
a BSA Super Rocket 1960.
At 17, Arthur was one of
the youngest motorcycle riders in
the area, and his friends, whom he
describes as misfits like himself,
tales from
biking’s
dark side
rebuild it and make it a stroker, and I
said, ‘Okay—that’s cool. Do it.’ But I
didn’t have any money.
“About this time, my dad got
back from Europe. He said he’d pay
to get the bike fixed the way I wanted
it on the condition that I would go
into military service at age 17. That
seemed like a whole lifetime away,
so I agreed. I got my Harley back
in action, but because my friend
could still beat me on his bike—a
Triumph—I traded the Harley for
a Triumph Bonneville—the world’s
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were all in their 20s. At the time,
says Arthur, there were hardly any
motorcycles around—you might
see one a week if you were lucky.
“Because they were such rarities,
everybody looked
at them. The only
bikes you could
get were Triumphs,
Indians, and
Harleys. Those of us who
loved motorcycles
were all scrappers,
rebels—guys who
made our own rules—and people
just weren’t used to us. They weren’t
comfortable around us.”
Before Hunter S. Thompson
ever focused his gonzo skills on
Hell’s Angels and made them an
American byword—before the days
of Prez Sonny Barger, Arthur says,
“We wanted to become Hell’s Angels;
turned down.”
So the frustrated group of
about ten bikers decided to form
their own club, Satan’s Slaves.
“We liked to drink and party
hard and
chase women;
we didn’t care
about anything
else,” Arthur
remembers.
“We made
it hard to
get into the
club—it
was exclusive. It took people 8 or
9 months as prospects to get in,
so it was a real source of pride to
become a member. I was a charter
member—and that club was my life,
my family.”
Arthur earned a living playing
pool in a windowless pool hall he
regarded as his official residence.
Dave Arthur at the recent Satan’s Slaves Reunion
we went up to their clubhouse in
San Bernardino and asked to start
a chapter in the San Fernando
Valley. Because there was already
a chapter in Venice, which was less
than 25 miles from us, we were
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His mail was delivered there; it was
the address on his driver’s license.
“It was just a thug place, but I was
happy there. Somebody at the pool
hall gave me some marijuana—my
first time—it was 1959 or 60, the
beginning of the drug scene, and this
was brand new to me.”
Many of his subsequent
adventures in the shadowy
underworld of drugs and drug
trafficking are unprintable, giving
a rare and hair-raising glimpse of
the Dark Side to those of us more
inclined to mainstream pastimes.
Arthur spent time in prison for
dealing marijuana, emerged as a
“celebrity” at age 25, and spent his
days at the beach, and his evenings
with girls, playing pool, and riding
bikes.
Life is just one continuous
learning process. Some of us are
“out there” learning more every
day—good and bad—than others
learn in an entire lifetime. Arthur
was perched on the leading edge,
embracing new experiences—and
in the process he made a lot of
contacts, including celebrities who
introduced him to cocaine.
“It was sex, drugs, and
rock and roll. I was in the money—I
bought an airplane, a Corvette, a
million-dollar Ferrari, classic Vincent
motorcycles, anything I wanted. A
Penthouse Pet of the Year was my
girlfriend. I was just a young, crazy
guy, and I loved the lifestyle and
cocaine. It did me in, eventually,
but till then, I was a millionaire for 7
years. I had scrapes with the law, but
I had money and good attorneys. I
had a trucking company that hauled
sand and gravel and made money
that way, too.
“But then I started smoking
crack—and that was the fastest
decline—the worst drug of all.”
From a great high, he started
steadily going downhill. In 1977,
the Satan’s Slaves became the San
Fernando Valley Hell’s Angel Chapter.
Since Hell’s Angels didn’t allow crack
cocaine, after 17 years Arthur retired
from the club, which had way too
many rules for him.
The story of his decline isn’t
pretty; as Arthur intended, it provides
a sobering lesson:
“I started not liking myself,”
admits Arthur. “It was not good. I
started losing all my money, my
empire collapsed. It took about 4
years,” he recalls.
He struggled unsuccessfully
on his own to kick the habit,
experiencing dangerous seizures as
a result of his abuse, till ultimately,
at the proverbial rock bottom, his
friends took him to a Narcotics
Anonymous meeting, where he was
shocked by the presence of a man in
a wheelchair, paralyzed by the same
sort of seizures Arthur had been
experiencing.
“People there were happy,”
he exclaims, still amazed by the
revelation. “What druggies really
want is to be happy. I listened to
the speakers at the meeting; many
seemed happy and I wasn’t—and
that’s what I wanted.”
With the support of the
friends who sponsored him, Arthur
took the life-changing step, attended
daily meetings, and on February 18
of this year, he celebrated a special
anniversary: “I’ve been clean for
20 years,” he says with pride. “I
was 49 when I quit alcohol, drugs,
everything. Now that I’m clean, I
recommend ‘no anything’—not even
alcohol.”
He moved to Las Vegas,
where he lives today with Lisa, his
girlfriend of 15 years. There he
bought a house and a truck to reestablish a hauling business, became
a Born Again Christian, and was
baptized.
“I believe in Jesus. He’s been
good to me; I don’t like to preach
religion, but for me, it’s great. In the
program, the main thing you learn is
to rely on a higher power; you learn
that the world doesn’t revolve around
you.”
Today, clean, sober, and
happy, Arthur characterizes himself
as just a regular old working guy;
one who is glad to share his story if
it helps others. He often addresses
groups of substance abusers and
recovering addicts at Narcotics
Anonymous meetings, and takes
quiet pride in the knowledge that
others find his experiences useful in
dealing with their own demons.
Arthur’s powerful voice, humor, and
honesty about his past mistakes
offer a sample of the quality that
makes him such an effective speaker
and storyteller. One constant in Arthur’s life,
through good times and bad, was
his love of motorcycles—pictured
here are some of the classics from
a collection that he acquired over
the years, and preserved even when
his other possessions had to be
sacrificed.
Included is a 1962 Triumph
TR6 fixed up in the style of Arthur’s
17-year-old days. “That one is
representative of its era—a real nice
bike,” he points out.
The rigid Harley is the last
bike he built himself, started in 1996
or 97 and finished in about a year.
“I’m keeping that one because it
reminds me of when I was young. I
had a lot of bikes like that one. It’s a
fast bike,” Arthur comments.
“I also have a Mustang motor
scooter. It’s a little tiny motorcycle. I
had one at age 14, and traded a car
for it.
“I also have a Salisbury motor
scooter—an interesting bike, and a
really rare scooter, originally made
by Northrop Aviation. A lot of movie
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stars like Clark Gable had them back
in the day. They go about 55 mph,
which is pretty fast for that type of
bike.”
His collection also includes
an Ariel Square Four 1954 model
with a four cylinder engine. “It was
way ahead of its time,” says Arthur.
“They were really the Cadillac of the
British bikes. Really smooth; they
sound like little Offenhauser race
cars.”
And of course the gem of
his collection—and what he calls his
most life-changing event in 50 years
of motorcycle riding—is the Boss
Hoss. “It truly amazes me,” he says.
(Read the full story of Arthur’s
memorable acquisition of his first
Boss Hoss in the Spring 2010
Anniversary issue of Boss Hoss
Country.)
“I really didn’t think I’d like
the Boss Hoss that much. I had the
same mentality as most regular
motorcycle people do: ‘they’re big,
they’re heavy, they’ll never handle’.”
When he checked e-bay, however,
and found a 2003 model with 541
miles on it, stored by a guy who
never rode it, he bought it sight
unseen and trailered it from Kansas
to Nevada behind his old station
wagon—he wouldn’t even attempt to
ride it until he got home. “I thought
if it didn’t work out, I could always
re-sell it.
“It intimidated me a little,”
Arthur admits. “But when I got back,
I couldn’t wait to try it! I got on it
and rode it around the block before
I ever went in the house. And then I
couldn’t wait to ride it some more!
“The first three days I took it out,
it broke down and I had to bring it
back on a trailer every time. It was
always something—the fuel pump,
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the carburetor, the alternator, the
battery—all because it hadn’t been
run in a long time, and hadn’t ever
been properly broken in.
But I was overjoyed—like a
little kid. I didn’t care if I had to push
it each time! I still loved it.
“At the time, my collection
of bikes was much larger, but after I
got the Boss Hoss, I just didn’t ride
them much anymore; I just mainly
rode the Boss Hoss. I loved my
Boss. I’d never had a bike with a
windshield; those old outlaw guys
just didn’t have windshields. I loved
it; I called it a window for a long
time. That little trunk under the seat
was a GIANT plus –I could put in a
sweatshirt and a down jacket and a
pair of gloves, and I could ride in my
T-shirt on the west coast where it
gets hot out, and yet when evenings
came I could pull out my warm stuff.
“I started riding the Boss
everywhere, thousands of miles
at a time. I rode it to the Midwest,
Oklahoma, through Oregon, down to
California from Nevada—and over to
Arizona. It just doesn’t ever break,
leak, or let me down.”
Arthur was so enthusiastic
about the V8 bikes that eventually
he also added a V8 Chopper to his
collection—“mainly because I’m a
chopper guy at heart,” he explains.
“but I’m never selling my Boss—I
think having two V8’s is the best of
both worlds. I’m the Western U.S.
rep for V8 Choppers and I sell them
because I love them, too. But I tell
people looking for a touring bike
that my recommendation is a Boss
Hoss; if they want a chopper, my
suggestion would be to get a V8
Chopper. The best solution is to
have one of each! That’s my genuine
feeling. I feel blessed to have both
bikes and ride them both, and I just
love them.”
He’s also a big fan of the
new LS Boss Hoss models. “I tell
people they’re lighter than my small
block and faster than a big block.
They’ve come a long way and they
look good and I’d love to have one,
but it’s not in the budget right now.”
Looking at the biker world
from his perspective of 55 years’
worth of riding experience, Arthur
reflects thoughtfully: “I wish the
mainstream bike riders would take
our bikes seriously. We need to
recruit more ‘regular folks.’ If they
just ride these bikes, they’ll come
away with a whole new attitude.
“It’s a little irritating when
people ask me questions like, ‘What
are you gonna do if it falls over?’ I
feel like saying, ‘I don’t know about
you, but I don’t fall over on my bike.
If you have problems with falling
over while riding your bike, maybe
you shouldn’t have one!” he laughs.
“If they’d just ride it, they’d know
better.”
In the final analysis, says
Arthur, “I have fun selling them and
I have fun riding them, and my old
enthusiasm for motorcycles is back
again. I’ve always loved motorcycles,
but the V8s—they’re just like a whole
new ball game. I feel like a little kid
again—it’s cool as hell.”
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Daytona 2011, at the Boss Hoss owner’s appreciation party, across from the speedway.
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Ernie Beadle, the Western Canadian
dealer for Boss Hoss in Kamloops,
British Columbia, doesn’t believe in
living a dull life. If adventure doesn’t
come looking for him, he goes
after it!
Just take a look back at some of his
tales that have appeared in Boss
Hoss Country over the last few
years: He’s dealt with a flood, an
up-close-and-personal encounter with
Hell’s Angels, customers dropping
out of the sky in helicopters, and
some pretty impressive international
gatherings of the Boss Hoss faithful
held at opposite corners of the
globe, as well.
“As soon as my feet touched the
ground, I was allowed to ride it,” he
remembers. “Since then, I’ve had
many bikes; I tried to calculate the
number of miles I’ve ridden just on
the bikes I can remember, and my
best guess is that I’ve logged over
225,000 miles on bikes with never
an accident.”
--Unless you count the “sort of”
accident that resulted when he hit
black ice and wound up down and
skidding across the road! Although
Beadle says he bounced or skipped
like a rock, however, he walked away
without injuries.
getting one up there was a huge
deal.”
He talked with Rad Hunsley, then
BHC CEO, who guided him through
what he describes as the rigorous
process of buying and shipping one,
and at some point along the way, he
made a lightning decision.“I thought,
‘What the hell—I may as well be a
dealer as I have the time and passion
for them!’—and that’s where it all
started.”
Owner of a commercial real estate
company he has been operating for
30 years, Beadle regarded the Boss
Hoss venture as a semi-retirement
HOSS TRADERS:
Boss Hoss – Kamloops, BC, Canada
Dealer Profile
Born and raised in Vancouver, Beadle
moved with his family to a farm in
Langley, BC, before striking out on
his own and winding up in Kamloops
30 years ago. His motorcycle
memories started growing early,
since his dad bought a BSA125 for
him and his siblings when Ernie was
about seven years old.
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As frequently happens, it was love
at first sight when he spotted his
first Boss Hoss at a run in Reno,
Nevada. “As I am an old (figuratively option that would allow him to take
speaking) diehard quarter-mile racer, some time off and enjoy doing
power was a big thing for me,” says
something that he had a passion for;
Beadle. “So, to see a V8 in a bike
and his business has grown from
was the best of both worlds for
there.
this cowboy! There was no dealer
in western Canada at the time,
so roadWhen
he established
the dealership
On the
somewhere
near Fayetville,
AR
2011 Boss Hoss trikes
in 2008, he started with the required
inventory of three bikes. The number
of bikes he keeps in stock varies,
depending on time of year and
market conditions. “In general I only
keep about three bikes around, as I
typically sell five or six a year. I try
to not keep more inventory than the
market will bear. The level of
public interest in the Boss Hoss
has been better than expected,
as most people that call me
have already ridden or seen
Bosses somewhere and they
just order them without delay.
It’s a love or hate situation: If
they want them, they order; if
not, they don’t call. It’s pretty
simple.”
Most of his customers are
Ernie and Hugo (BH Sweden) travel the world
attending Boss Hoss rallies. Here they are
just like him, Beadle says.
at Pullman City in Germany.
“They’re 50-60 years old,
(above) Ernie’s idea of bar stool(s), 502 trike
plus v-8 bar stool, another happy customer.
former adrenaline junkies that love
the sound and the controllable power
of the Boss Hoss.” During the course
of the three years he’s been in
business, Beadle has sold about 15
new bikes and trikes and a couple of
used ones.
His dealership has already relocated
once. “I started out in a Yamaha
shop, where I had the bikes on
display only as they wanted the Boss
Hoss up there for exposure, as it
was a great crowd pleaser. They
then sold to another dealer who is
going through an expansion mode
and hopefully will look at taking on
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the Bosses, too, to broaden their
market appeal. However,” Beadle
points out, “I have a shop at home
where I do all the mechanical work
on the bikes and then I trailer them
to outside shows, rallies, etc., for
greater visibility.”
One of his favorite venues
for showing off the bikes is
the International Bike Show in
Vancouver, BC, every January,
attended by close to 30,000 people.
“All the major dealers are there so
it is great exposure,” Beadle points
out. “Kamloops also puts on a huge
outdoor car show that includes
Zipping through the Rockies...
quarter mile in any directions—it’s a
huge attention grabber.”
Beadle’s customers
have enthusiasm for
the Boss Hoss that
equals and sometimes
even surpasses his
own: “Murray and
Donna, customers from
Vancouver, bought a
502 bike, a 502 trike,
and a V-8 Hoss Fly bar
stool—and then Murray
custom built a trailer
with a beer wagon on
top, to pull behind his
Hoss Fly—just for kicks
at car shows, rallies,
etc.”
Now there’s a guy who
really loves the Boss
Hoss brand!
Ernie and Dagmar Midcap, host of driving television.
Beadle also mentions
couples who have each
bought two Boss Hosses to ride
modifieds, antiques, race cars,
together. One couple, Ernie (another
street performers, and more—and
one) and Barb, chose a 502 bike
I take my bikes, trikes, and Hoss
and a 350 trike; another couple,
Fly bar stool and fire it up every
Wayne and Carol, bought a pair of
hour during the show. That gets
trikes—a ’32 coupe for him and a
everyone’s attention for about a
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’57 Chevy for her.
His most unusual customer may
very well be the one Ernie’s story
spotlighted in our Spring 2009
issue: “Buying on the Fly.” When the
buyer called and asked if he could
drop in to take a look at Beadle’s
502, he meant it literally. He used
GPS coordinates to drop out of the
sky in his helicopter and land on
Beadle’s 40-acre front lawn. A week
later, he flew in again with a friend
who bought a second 502. Beadle
had to hustle to deliver both bikes in
time for Christmas, driving a couple
of hours through two feet of snow to
do so, he recalls.
With 225,000 logged bike miles
to his credit, Beadle obviously
enjoys spending a lot of time in the
saddle, and often tackles long solo
rides on his own, like his qualifying
26-hour Iron Butt ride from Sturgis
to Kamloops nonstop (except
for gas). “The Boss Hoss was
super comfortable to ride for that
extended period of time,” he claims.
Once married, Beadle is now single,
with a new partner in his life, and
with two daughters, Lindsay, 23 and
Courtenay, 26. Both are into horses,
especially the youngest, who is an
equestrian coach and instructor who
often rides competitively in Palm
Springs and Tucson. The oldest is
more of a biker girl and has her
bike license; until recently she had a
Harley Sportster of her own, but sold
it when she decided to get married.
She is between bikes, now, but
Beadle sees a Boss Hoss in her and
her husband-to-be’s future someday.
“My new partner has just started
getting into riding and really loves
it; however, her involvement is on a
much smaller scale than mine!” he
jokes. “I also ride with a varied group
of buddies, and we try to get out at
least once a week for an evening
ride—then the weekends are free to
do whatever we like.”
Beadle and his longtime best friend
Rod were virtually born together 56
years ago—three months apart, to
families three houses apart—and the
family friendship endures today.
The boys made a pact long ago to
go riding every year–just the two of
them—and they have honored that
pact for many years, with an annual
ride that he truly looks forward to
“because it is full of laughs and
giggles, and lots of verbal abuse
between the two of us. That ride is
always a week-long ride in the fall,
somewhere in BC or the northwest
U.S.”
Beadle also gets together with two
other best buddies, Butch and Nagle,
to do a similar yearly trek. The three
of them are nicknamed the “Three
Stooges.”
“--and quite fitting!” Ernie adds. “This
trip, too, is full of laughs and fun,
combined with practical jokes, some
local suds (Miller’s, that is!) and some
Ernie in the Rockies at about 10,500 ft.
great rides.”
He has maintained the tradition of
these two rides and looks forward
to them each and every year—
something he thinks all good buddies
should do. “It is a great stress
reliever, good bonding, and just a
whole bunch of fun; and in this day
and age, you need to take advantage
of every opportunity you get to have
some fun, because one day we will
all have to hang up our boots; and
then all we will have are the good
times and memories to remember,”
Beadle reminds us.
As previously mentioned, Beadle
enjoys jauntering off to Boss Hoss
rallies on both sides of the globe; He
attended the European Boss Hoss
Rally held at Pullman City two years
ago and wrote (in our Fall 2009
issue) a colorful and enthusiastic
story of his trip, including the
opportunity to realize his longtime
dream of riding the Swiss Alps—an
unforgettable experience he still
treasures. “Andy Mueller, the
European importer and German
dealer, was a super host, and the
Europeans are really friendly. I would
go over there again in a minute!” he
concludes.
“I also went to New Zealand to Brian
and Sue Ford’s grand opening in
Christchurch, and rode around there,
as well. What a fabulous country!
And the people are super there, too.
Brian and Sue were incredible hosts,
and quite the characters, I must
say—that is, if you can understand
their unique accent and interesting
figures of speech!”
He makes it a point to attend most
of the U.S. Boss Hoss Rallies at
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BOSS HOSS CLUB
Dyersburg and Paris, Tennessee. “I
always have a blast, since I get to
meet riders that I have met before
or talked to many times—so it is
more or less party time, with Boss
Hoss always putting on a great
event with lots of tailgate parties.
“That’s one thing about the Boss
Hoss family,” he reflects thoughtfully.
“They are all so friendly—more so
than any other group I have been
associated with. I had Harleys
for many years, and they are fun
people, too—but nowhere near
as close to a family unit as Boss
riders are. They are always cheerful,
upbeat, ready to share stories,
and always glad to see you or
accommodate you.”
Asked about his special goals for
the future, Beadle describes a notion
still in the early planning stages—a
Herculean effort the 56-year-old
is considering undertaking for the
noblest of motives:
“I have recently lost a couple of
friends to cancer, and have been
contemplating doing a fundraiser
to bring in money that would
be earmarked specifically for
cancer research,” he explains. His
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idea—based on Ewan McGregor’s
long-distance rides chronicled in
the documentaries, TV series, and
books, “Long Way Down” and “Long
Way Round”—is to plan a marathon
ride on the longest stretch of road
in the world, reaching from the tip
of Alaska to the Angentinian tip of
South America (about 20,000 miles
or 32,000 kilometers).
“I’m contemplating building a Boss
Hoss designed for such a ride,
and locating sponsors to make
the charitable donation to cancer
research,” says Beadle. “I checked
with the Guinness Book of Records
to see if I could try for the world
record, but only one man has set
the record; others have died trying
to better it, so they will not sponsor
such an event anymore.”
Because he cannot try to break the
world record, he is looking at doing
it over a six-week period, which
would mean covering around 300
miles a day, which would then let
him stop and smell the roses along
the way, he points out. “That’s not
much on pavement, but over half of
this ride would be on gravel and dirt
roads, and that is slow going.”
Well aware that this major adventure
will require a lot of careful planning
and forethought, he is beginning
initial studies of what it might take
to build a bike appropriate for such
a ride.
Boss Hoss Denmark www.bosshosscycles.dk
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“Hopefully I can do it someday soon,
since I’m not getting any younger,”
he points out. “This would be the
ultimate test for any bike—and
I’m sure the Boss Hoss would pull
through without a hitch.”
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We’ll all be waiting eagerly to hear
more news as Beadle develops his
plans—including potential support
from the Boss Hoss factory and a
mystery riding partner (from Europe)
to be confirmed soon!
Meanwhile, be sure to visit his
website (www.bcbosshoss.com),
call him at 250-377-1221, or
drop in (vertically or otherwise!)
to his dealership at # 201-982
Camosun Crescent in Kamloops,
British Columbia, Canada V2C
6G2. It’s best to call ahead though,
as he may be out for a long ride
somewhere!
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Claudio Keusch
The European Boss Hoss community and its brothers
and sisters worldwide join in mourning the passage of a
good friend and rider who lost his battle with cancer on
February 7, 2011. Klaus Keusch, known to his friends
as Claudio—and to much of his world as “Mr. Boss
Hoss“—will be fondly remembered.
In Memoriam Claudio Keusch
Die Europäische Boss Hoss Gemeinde
und ihre weltweiten Brüder und Schwestern betrauern
gemeinsam das Dahinscheiden eines guten Freundes
und Motorradfahrers. Er verlor den Kampf gegen den
Krebs am 7. Februar 2011. An Klaus Keusch, allen
Freunden bekannt als Claudio und vielen Anderen als
„Mister Boss Hoss“, wird man sich immer erinnern.
Zum Gedenken an Claudio Keusch
by Martin Kolbe
von Martin Kolbe
Zum Gedenken an Claudio Keusch
In Memoriam Claudio Keusch
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Claudio Keusch visited Daytona Bike Week on a regular
basis. In spring 1991 he and his friends saw a Boss
Hoss for the first time on Mainstreet. Although Boss
Hoss was, at this time, more in an experimental stage,
Claudio got infected by the V8 virus straight away. After
a few years he mothballed his
Senn-Chopper, and his first Boss
Hoss, a clutch model, became
one of the first ones licensed in
Switzerland.
The theme for the paint job was
set from beginning. It had to be
the American Flag. Little by little
he modified his bike to his vision.
The clutch was exchanged for an
automatic drive. The rear tire grew
to a width of 285mm. He even
made a support on the luggage
rack, so he could take his pocket
bike with him.
In 2001 I contacted Claudio for
the first time. His business card
had floated around my wallet for
2 years already. I met him at his
home and wanted to know more about Boss Hoss.
After a short chat he said, “Let’s go and ride”. Thus, I
sat behind Claudio on the Boss Hoss. He directed us
out of town. After a few kilometers he stopped at a
big parking lot. “Now it’s your turn”, he said. What!? My
first ride with a Boss Hoss would be with his bike with
Claudio Keusch besuchte regelmässig die Bikeweek
in Daytona. Im Frühling 1991 sahen er und seine
Freunde zum ersten Mal eine Boss Hoss auf der
Mainstreet. Obwohl die Boss Hoss damals noch eher
im Experimental Stadium war,
hatte sich Claudio sofort mit
dem V8 Virus infiziert. Nach ein
paar Jahren wurde sein SennChopper eingemottet und seine
erste Boss Hoss, eine Eingang
mit Handkupplung, wurde als
eine der Ersten in der Schweiz
zugelassen.
Das Motiv für die Lackierung
stand von Anfang an fest. Es
musste die USA Fahne sein.
Nach und nach passte er die
Maschine seinen Vorstellungen
an. Die Kupplung ersetzte er
durch eine Eingang Automatik.
Der Hinterreifen wuchs bis auf
285mm Breite. Er machte sich
sogar einen Ständer auf den
Gepäckträger, damit er sein
Pocket Bike mitnehmen konnte.
Im 2001 nahm ich zum ersten Mal Kontakt auf mit
Claudio. Seine Visitenkarte wanderte schon 2 Jahre
in meiner Geldbörse herum. Ich traf Ihn zu Hause und
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theme was painted on. To avoid some of the annoying
questioning, he engraved the most important
specifications of the BB on the dash just below the
instruments.
him as a passenger? Well, he didn’t need to twist my
arm…
Everything went well until we approached the traffic
circle in town. We had to get 3/4 of the way around. I
steered and pushed but the wide car tire just wanted
to go straight. Finally, with a big effort, we made it out
of the correct exit. I was in a cold sweat, but Claudio
trusted me and I felt his confidence. Otherwise I would
not have made it out of that traffic circle…
In winter 2004 he fulfilled another dream. He bought
a brand new Big Block in the USA. As he wanted
to ride it in Daytona in March, before sending it to
Switzerland, the BB had to be ready to ride in Florida.
Although the deadline turned out to be tight, he did
ride his black BB through Mainstreet in Daytona.
Just to be on the street the BB had to be painted.
So it was done in basic black. Once the BB was in
Switzerland the already well known American flag
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knapp wurden, fuhr er mit seinem BB über die Mainstreet
in Daytona. Um die Maschine fahren zu können wurde
sie schwarz lackiert. Als dann der BB in der Schweiz
ankam wurde das allseits bekannte USA-Flaggen
Thema auflackiert. Um der ewigen Fragerei etwas zu
entgehen, hatte er die wichtigsten Daten des BB auf die
Instrumententafel unterhalb der Armaturen eingravieren
lassen.
Claudio war es gewohnt im Rampenlicht zu stehen,
denn als Magier stand er doch einige Jahre auf
wollte etwas mehr über Boss Hoss erfahren. Nach einem
kurzen Gespräch meinte er nur, „Komm wir gehen fahren“.
Also setzte ich mich bei Ihm hinten drauf und wir fuhren
raus aus der Ortschaft. Nach ein paar Kilometern hielt er
an einem grossen Parkplatz. „Jetzt bist Du dran“, hiess
es dann. Was!? Meine erste Fahrt mit einer Boss Hoss soll
ich mit Seiner Maschine und mit Ihm hinten drauf machen?
OK, viel Überredungskunst hatte er nicht gebraucht…
Alles lief gut, bis wir zum Kreisel im Ort kamen. Dreiviertel
rum mussten wir. Ich habe gelenkt und gedrückt, aber
der breite Autoreifen wollte einfach nur geradeaus.
Schlussendlich sind wir mit viel Mühe doch noch beim
richtigen Abzweiger rausgefahren. Ich habe Blut und
Wasser geschwitzt, aber Claudio hat mir vertraut und
das Vertrauen habe ich gespürt. Ansonsten wäre ich wohl
nicht mehr aus diesem Kreisel rausgekommen…
Im Winter 2004 hat er sich einen weiteren Traum erfüllt.
Er kaufte sich einen brandneuen Big Block in den USA.
Da er die Maschine in Daytona im März fahren wollte,
bevor sie in die Schweiz verfrachtet wurde, sollte der BB
in Florida zur Ausfahrt bereit sein. Obwohl die Termine
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Claudio was used to being in the spotlight. As a
magician he was on stage for several years. Therefore,
it was not astonishing that he was featured in regional
and national newspapers. His pictures and stories also
found their
way into some
motorcycle
magazines.
That way he
was shown in
the magazine
‘Moto Sport
Schweiz’ with
his Small
Block and
later with his
Big Block
again.
verschiedensten Bühnen. So erstaunt es auch nicht,
dass er in regionalen und nationalen Tageszeitungen
portraitiert wurde. Auch in ein paar Motorradmagazinen
fanden sich Bilder und Stories von Claudio mit seiner
Boss Hoss. So ist er z.B. in der ‚Moto Sport Schweiz’
mit seiner Small Block und später auch mit der Big
Block erschienen.
Beim alljährlichen Boss Hoss Treffen in Pullman City
Harz in Hasselfelde war er von Anfang an dabei. Er
verstand es die Besucher mit einem Zaubertrick, seiner
charmanten Art oder mit einem Burnout oder Stunt auf
der BB zu faszinieren. Auch wenn ein Burnout mit ‚ein
wenig’ Feuer schlussendlich sein hinteres Schutzblech
verbrannte, nahm er das mit einem Schulterzucken
hin. „Das macht nichts, ich wollte das Schutzblech eh
tauschen“, war sein einziger Kommentar.
He was
a regular
at the annual Boss Hoss Rally in Pullman City Harz
in Hasselfelde from the beginning. He knew how to
fascinate visitors with a magic trick, his charming
personality or with a burnout or a stunt on the BB. Even
though a burnout with ‘a little’ fire finally burned his
rear fender, he took it with a shrug of the shoulders. “I
don’t mind, I wanted to replace it anyway”, was his only
comment.
An der ‚European Bike Week’ in Faak in der Kneipe
‚Harrys Farm’ wurde immer wieder zu Burnouts in der
Bar eingeladen. Da die Bike Week ein Harley Davidson
Event ist, standen da meist Harley’s und versuchten
einen Burnout mit mehr oder weniger Erfolg. Natürlich
durften die Boss Hoss nicht fehlen, und so fuhren Andy
Werner, Andy Müller und Claudio kurzerhand hinein
und haben zu Dritt gezeigt wie so was gemacht wird.
Claudio war auch bekannt dafür dass er in der grossen
Parade jeweils Balance und Stunt Tricks vorführte. Die
Zuschauer jubelten und klatschten, wenn er im ‚Flieger’
vorbeifuhr.
At the ‘European
Bike Week’ in Faak
in the tavern ‘Harry’s
Farm’ people were
encouraged to do a
burnout in the bar.
As the bike week is a
HD event, there were
mostly Harleys trying
to burn some rubber,
with more or less
success. Certainly
the Boss Hoss could
not have been left out
here. Andy Werner, Andy Müller and Claudio rode in the
bar and all three together showed how this is done.
Claudio was known for doing balance and stunt tricks
Claudio bekam die
Diagnose Krebs im
Jahre 1999. Er wollte
von Anfang an gegen
diese Krankheit
kämpfen. Er liess
sich auch nach vielen
Jahren kaum etwas
anmerken, wenn ihn
Schmerzen plagten.
Immer wenn er gefragt
wurde, wie es ihm
gehe, bekam man eine
positive Antwort. „Alles
pico bello“ hiess es immer, in den letzten Jahren
vielleicht ein, „Morgen bin ich wieder unterwegs!“ Er
nahm jeden Spitalaufenthalt mit seinem Ihm eigenen
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in the big parade. The crowd cheered and applauded
when he rode by them as ‘plane’.
In 1999, cancer was diagnosed. Claudio was willing
to fight against this illness from the beginning. Even
many years later, he never let anyone see that he
was in pain. If you asked him about his well-being,
he always answered “Everything is great!” In the last
few years he sometimes said “Tomorrow I’m on my
way again!” He took every stay at the hospital with
his own brand of humor. The operations were just a
“tune-up” or “customizing”. A few years ago the last
vertebra of the tail bone had to be amputated due to
a metastasis. Shortly afterwards another surgery was
needed to take out the second vertebra. Questioned
about that he just said: ”That’s really helpful. This way
I can ride my BB much longer without pain in my butt.”
From 2006 on, Claudio could hardly work because of
the cancer. That left him more time for the essential
things in life. He was on the road with his BB and
enjoyed life as long as he could.
Humor. Die Operationen waren bei Ihm nur „Tuning“ oder
„Customizing“. Vor ein paar Jahren musste Ihm das
letzte Glied des Steissbeins amputiert werden, da sich
eine Metastase dort festgesetzt hatte. Wenig später
musste noch einmal Operiert werden und das zweite
Glied wurde entfernt. Darauf angesprochen meinte er nur:
„Das ist ganz nützlich, so kann ich länger auf der Boss
Hoss fahren, ohne dass mich der Hintern schmerzt“. Da
Claudio wegen dem Krebs seit 2006 kaum mehr arbeiten
konnte, hatte er mehr Zeit sich um die wichtigen Dinge im
Leben zu kümmern. Er war viel unterwegs mit der BB und
Claudio satisfied his love of freedom not only with
riding the motorcycle, but also by soaring through
the air with his rigid glider. The glider had to be sold
long ago, but the fascination for flying never let go of
him. About 6 years ago he ordered a new paraglider
in order to get up in the air again. Now he was torn
between riding the motorcycle or enjoying the sights
with the paraglider. The best solution was found
quickly: ride the BB into the Alps to go paragliding.
genoss das Leben solange es ihm noch geschenkt war.
Claudio hat seinen Freiheitsdrang nicht nur mit
Motorradfahren ausgelebt. Er war in jungen Jahren mit
seinem eigenen Deltasegler durch die Luft gekurvt. Der
Deltasegler wurde allerdings vor langer Zeit verkauft. Die
Faszination Schweben liess Ihn aber nie los. So bestellte
er vor rund 6 Jahren einen neuen Gleitschirm, um wieder
in die Luft gehen zu können. Jetzt war er hin und her
gerissen, soll ich Motorradfahren oder doch mit dem
Schirm die Aussicht geniessen. Die beste Lösung wurde
schnell gefunden: Mit dem BB zum Gleitschirmfliegen in
die Alpen.
In the last two years Claudio found peace and
concentration in building statues of stone men on the
shores of Lake Constance. From simple beginnings,
he eventually worked up to building large statues at
the lake. Occasionally, people leave little presents
at these towers. This skill also made it into the
newspaper.
In den letzten zwei Jahren fand Claudio viel Ruhe und
Konzentration im Bau von Steinmännchen. Es fing ganz
einfach an und steigerte sich bis zu hohen Türmen, die er
am Strand des Bodensees gekonnt platzierte. Vereinzelt
hinterliessen Passanten sogar kleine Geschenke bei
den Türmen. Auch diese Fertigkeit fand Ihren Weg in die
Zeitung.
As Claudio’s death notice reminds us, “I did not go
away; I just went ahead.”
Auf Claudios Todesanzeige war geschrieben: „Ich bin nicht
von euch gegangen, ich bin nur vorausgegangen.“
Die ganze Boss Hoss Familie kondoliert seiner Familie und
seinen Freunden.
All of the Boss Hoss family extend our sympathy to his
family and friends. Thank you, Martin, for sharing your
memories of this special rider.
Vielen Dank, Martin, dass Du die Erinnerungen dieses
einzigartigen Motorradfahrers mit uns teilst.
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Texas
two for
A Boss Hoss Family Affair
Robbie and Debra Sanders of Big
Spring, Texas, have had a thing
about speed for a long time. Even
before he began racing drag boats
on both U.S. coasts and nationwide,
Robbie had been zooming over
muddy motocross courses, after
first earning his spurs on a Mustang
motorcycle he rode to school during
junior high.
After graduation, Robbie served
three years in law
enforcement before
his father built the
first airport in the
area; then Robbie
found a new career
in the air—as a pilot
serving corporate
clients—until his
recent retirement.
Debra, who has
worked 34 years
for ONCOR Electric
Delivery Company, a
local employer, has
“done everything
with them but climb a telephone
pole,” jokes Robbie.
Most of the five weeks of annual
vacation time she has earned are
spent covering the highways and
byways side by side with Robbie—
each on their own unique Boss Hoss.
But the Boss Hoss wasn’t a snap
decision for either of them:
“After junior high, I didn’t ride
anything for a while until the 70s,
when I bought a Honda Gold Wing
and rode it for three or four years,”
Robbie remembers.
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When his son won a Harley Sportster
in a raffle and presented it to his
dad, Robbie rode it for about a year
before trading up to a 1999 Road
King which he rode happily for a
couple more years until that fateful
day at the Sturgis rally where he
lined up with others to experience his
first demo ride on a Boss Hoss—and
the rest, as they say, is history!
Debra’s solo riding career began
with her first shaky practice runs
on a Honda trail bike, which led to
a Harley of her own, and ultimately
carried her into the saddle of her
own Boss Hoss—three easy stages
over the course of a mere six years!
”When Robbie took his Boss Hoss
demo ride,” says Debra, “I was just
a new rider. I didn’t even think about
taking a demo ride myself—not
even on one of the trikes. So I stood
around and waited for him to come
back from the ride, and when he
drove in with that grin on his face, I
knew that the Boss Hoss was going
to be the next bike we put in our
garage!”
Her prediction was dead on. Inspired
by that demo ride at Spearfish,
within six months Robbie pounced on
the opportunity to buy a 2000 model
350 Boss Hoss from a friend. The
friend had purchased part ownership
in a motorcycle dealership—but
discovered that customers weren’t
looking at his merchandise because
they were too distracted by the
overpowering presence of his Boss
Hoss. So Robbie happily took the
Boss Hoss off his friend’s hands
and rode it until 2006. Along the
way, Robbie also picked up a 2002
model 502 and
passed it on to
a new owner
through his friend
and local Boss
Hoss dealer,
Curtis Pyatt
at Texas Boss
Hoss, before
winding up with
his current 2006
model.
Meanwhile,
Debra, who
had enjoyed
sharing rides
on Robbie’s bikes over the years,
was encouraged by Robbie to learn
the joys of riding solo. “I took her
out one day to the airport with a
borrowed Honda trail bike—a little
bitty thing—and started teaching
her how to ride, taking it easy out
there on the wide-open tarmac.
After a week or two, she could ride
that thing pretty well, so I bought a
Honda Shadow Spirit from one of my
friends, and taught her to ride that
one.”
Debra signed up for a motorcycle
safety course and qualified for her
license with ease. “It was funny,”
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“I was riding my Boss Hoss, and she
was on my 1999 Road King Classic,
and as soon as we got outside of
town, I pulled over at a little roadside
park and told her we were going to
switch bikes, and she was going to
ride the Boss Hoss.”
In spite of her initial fears and
reluctance, Debra handled the
bike like a pro—and loved it. On
the way back home from the visit,
Debra again rode the Boss Hoss,
and Robbie gave her some special
instructions:
“This time, when we’re cruising, I’ll
give you a signal when it’s clear and
safe—when I do, just open it all the
way up and count slowly: 1—2—3—
4—5, and then let off; you’ll get the
full effect of riding a Boss Hoss.”
Robbie chuckles as he continues the
tale: “I gave her the signal, and she
opened the thing up and just took off!
Well, I opened up the Harley, too,
but I couldn’t stay with her. I started
counting myself: ‘1—2—3—4—5—
6—7’ --and still she was completely
out of sight. I started to worry that
maybe the throttle was stuck or
something!
she recalls. “I was the only woman
taking the course with six men. I was
kind of afraid that I might not pass
it, but a couple of the guys had the
macho attitude that they were going
to be outstanding riders.”
By the time the test course was
completed, the overconfident guys
were singing a different song,
however; Debra reports that her
score on the riding course was
nearly perfect, while some of her
classmates were falling over on the
turns.
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After a year riding the Shadow,
Debra had the opportunity to try out
a friend’s new Harley Softail—with
Robbie urging her on, of course!
Although she had serious misgivings
about experimenting on someone
else’s brand new bike, once Debra
got a taste of riding a more powerful
bike, she was eager to trade up to a
Harley 2001 Heritage Softail of her
own just two weeks later.
Determined to create a true convert,
however, Robbie surprised her on an
80-mile highway trip to visit Debra’s
parents.
“She finally let off up there
somewhere ahead, and let me catch
up to her. When we stopped, I asked
what happened: ‘Man, I thought the
throttle was stuck or something. You
just ran off and left me!’
“She turned around and smiled at
me and said, ‘Now you know what it
feels like!’”
That adrenaline jolt of your first ride
is not a feeling you forget. So when
Robbie ordered a new Boss Hoss in
2006 and he and Debra discovered a
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second brand new 2006 Boss Hoss
sitting beside it in the showroom,
Debra’s eyes lit up.
When she found out that the second
bike wasn’t yet spoken for, Debra
lost no time letting Curtis know that
it was going to be hers!
And so it was. Once the paint jobs
on both new Boss Hosses were
completed, Debra and Robbie
picked them up and started riding.
Two months later, content to
concentrate on the Boss, Debra sold
her old bike—and has covered many
a happy trail on the Boss Hoss since
then!
What’s weird about a “girl” riding a
Boss Hoss?
Debra says it’s a lot of fun just to
see the looks on people’s faces
when she rides up on a bike that
looks two sizes too big for her at
first glance.
Robbie points out that when Debra
was riding with him on her Harley,
people who approached him to
ask about his Boss Hoss wouldn’t
hesitate to comment about how
it was just too big for them—they
wouldn’t even think of riding
something like that. Now, he laughs,
when he and Debra ride up together
on their Boss Hosses, he never
hears such a comment. Apparently
they’re reluctant to express such
reservations about their own ability
and willingness to handle it, when
they see Debra managing it with
casual ease.
“They always ask Debra the same
questions,” Robbie reports. “‘Can
you hold that up?’ and ‘Can you ride
50
that?’ in tones of
disbelief.”
Silly questions,
she points out,
since they just
saw her ride up
on it!
It is a big bike!—
no argument,
agrees Debra.
But because it’s
balanced so well,
she has few problems; she admits to
laying it over only twice in five years
of active riding—once when she was
sitting still, preparing to back up and
park on uneven ground. “It was just
stupid!” she grumbles, impatient with
herself.
Debra’s “power ride” has even
gained her a few fleeting moments
of national fame: Robbie tells us
that during the 2008 Sturgis rally,
a number of politicians and their
media entourages were present—
including McCain and the film crew
covering his presidential campaign.
Robbie recalls riding in downtown
Sturgis alongside Debra when a
videographer stepped out into the
street directly in front of her, forcing
her to stop to avoid running over
him. He aimed at Debra, captured
his footage and disappeared. The
same thing happened at the next
corner, with a different cameraman
targeting her. The next day Robbie got a phone
call from a friend in Texas who
reported seeing Debra and her
Boss Hoss on national television,
in a segment focusing on McCain’s
activities in Sturgis. Regardless of
your politics, anything that gets
As soon as it arrived, of course,
Robbie couldn’t resist riding it. And
as we all know, as soon as you ride
one, you’re sunk! Robbie promptly
made his son an offer; as a result,
now the Sanders garage houses
three Boss Hosses.
One of these days, Robbie says, he
may sell the 502 to Curtis, a good
friend who covets it fiercely.
you and your Boss in front of a
nationwide viewing audience can’t be
all bad!
Like Robbie, Debra loves the power
of the Boss Hoss. “You don’t have
any trouble going down the road and
getting around people; and some
of the reactions when I pass people
are just fun to see. When my parents
first found out that I had a bike of my
own, my mother said, ‘I thought we
taught you to have better sense!’ But
now they’ve gotten past that; they
know that I just love riding.”
The urge to acquire Boss Hoss
models has become a real family
affair. Their son spotted a 502 big
block on e-bay early in 2010, and
quickly snapped it up.
“A New Yorker originally bought the
bike on e-bay, rode it around the
block and put it back on e-bay the
next day,” Robbie reports. “He said,
‘If I had found a place to turn around,
I wouldn’t have even gone around
the block on it!’ It was way too much
horsepower for him.”
But his loss was a gain for Robbie’s
son, who quickly acquired it, and
asked his dad to put it on display in
Curtis’s Dallas area showroom.
collectible 502 would disappear in a
heartbeat!
Are there more Boss Hosses in the
Sanders’ future?
What rider is ever satisfied? Robbie
is looking ahead to someday selling
the 502, and either pumping the
motor in his 350 or trading up
for an LS3. Although she may be
Has
Boss
Hoss
“If I thought he’d keep it for himself,
I’d let him have it!” says Robbie, but
Curtis ia consummate buyer and
seller who, with his hard-working wife
and partner Kristi, is dedicated to
keeping the Bosses rolling quickly
in and out the doors of his Texas
dealership. No doubt that eminently
shopping—what woman doesn’t?—
Debra plans to hang onto her Boss
for the time being. “I just don’t see
giving it up any time soon.”
Avid riders, the two have put 45,000
and 35,000 miles on their 2006
Bosses alone—not counting the
40,000 or more they’ve logged
on their other, earlier bikes. Their
travels have taken them to Montana’s
Glacier National Park, to Canada,
Utah, Nevada, Oklahoma, Tennessee,
and more, including rally runs to
Sturgis—and of course to the Boss
Hoss National Rally.
Their home in Big Spring, between
Dallas and El Paso, offers very flat
topography, says Robbie, and they
have to ride 200 miles ‘just to get
anywhere’. Occasionally they haul the
bikes to Raton, New Mexico, park
the trailer with permission from a
property owner, and just ride from
there for a couple of weeks.
Most people don’t realize what
effective touring bikes the Bosses
are, says Robbie, which he finds
astonishing, in view of the 350 Chevy
engines that power them.
“They just don’t think that these
bikes will go long distances,”
Debra agrees, “but we ride them
everywhere—for days and weeks at
a time. People need to realize that
they’re great touring bikes—and
they’re a blast to ride, too!”
Here’s to many more happy trails for
the Sanders family—including a fall
journey to Paris, Tennessee, where
they can meet even more of the
Boss Hoss family of riders!
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Boss Hoss Dealer Listing
of dealers who advertised in this issue
US Dealers (Alphabetical order):
Arizona
Arizona Boss Hoss
8295 E. Raintree Drive, Suite F
Scottsdale, AZ 85260
Ph: 480-222-0094
arizonabosshoss.com
[email protected]
Arkansas
Rick Taylor, Inc.
P.O. Box 808
2809 S. Knoxville
Russelville, AR 72801
Ph: 479-890-2662
bosshossofarkansas.com
[email protected]
California
California Boss Hoss
1414 W. Pacific Coast Hwy.
Harbor City, CA 90710
Ph: 800-912-2488
calbh.com
[email protected]
Connecticut
Stamford Boss Hoss
792 Pacific St.
Stamford, CT 06902
Ph: 203-359-1556
bosshossct.com
[email protected]
Florida
Custom Works
806 N. Beach St
Daytona Beach, FL 32114
(386) 257-1300
Fax: (386) 257-1698
cwidaytona.com
[email protected]
Illinois
Boss Hoss by Siron
2415 Bunn Street
Bloomington, IL 61704
Ph. (309) 827-7611
[email protected]
www.boss-hoss.com
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for a complete listing of dealers,
visit bosshoss.com
Maryland
Boss Hoss of Frederick
100 D Buchiemer Road
Frederick, MD 21701
Ph: 301-662-9447
bosshosscyclesfdkmd.com
[email protected]
Minnesota
Chopper City Sports
7191 Highway 65 n e
Fridley, MN 55432
Ph: 763-572-2100
choppercity.com
[email protected]
Ohio
Lima Auto Mall
2100 N. Cable Rd.
Lima, OH 45805
Ph: 800-541-5015
limabosshoss.com
[email protected]
Oklahoma
Trinity Trikes
200 S.E. 19th St.
Moore, OK 73160
Ph: 405-794-3935
Fx: 405-794-3916
trinitytrikes.com
[email protected]
Oregon
Wildrose Boss Hoss
56723 Country Villa Ln.
Warren, OR 97053
Ph: 503-366-1200
Cell: 971-235-1635
wildrosebosshoss.com
[email protected]
Pennsylvania
Mountain Boss Hoss Cycles, Inc.
116 Runway Road
Friedens, PA 1554.1
Ph: 814-445-8297
mountainbosshoss.com
[email protected]
Texas
Texas Boss Hoss Cycles, Inc.
2125 W. Pioneer Pkwy., B-1
Grand Prairie, TX 75051
Ph: 972-660-8717
texasbosshoss.com
[email protected]
International Dealers
(Alphabetical order):
Australia
Pacific Boss Hoss
Melborne, Australia
Ph: 61 3 9737 0717
bosshoss.com.au
[email protected]
Canada/British Columbia
BC Boss Hoss
# 201-982 Camosun Cres,
Kamloops, BC V2C-6g2
Ph: 250-377-1221
Fx: 250-571-1222
bcbosshoss.com
[email protected]
Denmark
Boss Hoss Cycles of Denmark
Torvet 4
DK-6100 Haderslev, Denmark
Ph: 45 74 52 10 22
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Germany
Boss Hoss Cycles Germany
Grubenstrabe 4
Huerth, Germany 50354
Ph: 0049 2233 714188
Fx: 0049 2233 714189
bosshosscycles.de
[email protected]
Japan
Boss Hoss Cycle Japan
Ph: 001 81 284 64 0214
Fx: 001 81 284 64 0228
bosshoss.co.jp
[email protected]
New Zealand
Brian Ford Engineering LTD.
Christchurch 91-93 Rutherford St.
Christchurch, New Zealand
Ph: 011 64 3 384 2828
bosshoss.co.nz
[email protected]
Sweden
Boss Hoss Cycles Sweden
Gulltofsavagen 14
Orebro, Sweden 70217
Ph: 46 (0) 703 93 63 93
boss-hoss.se
[email protected]
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Siron
Boss Hoss Cycles
The name you can trust...Providing the greater midwest
with new and used Boss Hoss bikes and trikes, apparel,
accessories, service and support since 1998.
by
you ride the genuine article. Boss Hoss Cycles by Siron
2415 Bunn Street
Bloomington, IL 61704
Ph. (309) 827-7611
www.boss-hoss.com
wear it as well.
mens embossed leather
jackets on sale now:
$150 (size med-XL)
ladies embossed leather
jackets on sale now:
$130 (size med-2XL)
genuine boss hoss apparel available at www.bosshoss.com
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