The announcement has been made! Buck’s Indian is excited! Let the bike building begin….,,
Ten years ago, one man set out to become the first person to take a group of like-minded antique motorcycle riders across the United States on machines that were only often seen in museums and private collections. In 2010, Lonnie Isam Jr’s dream and bold sense of adventure took him and his friends from one ocean to the other, forever setting the standard of endurance for man and machine. Since 2010, history has been made and continues to be made; machines are coming out of the woodwork, they are being ridden, they are being enjoyed, and they are being put to the Motorcycle Cannonball test.
The next adventure…the next epic journey… the next ride…will be nothing to slouch at. This is a ride that Lonnie Isam Jr and I have been discussing for quite some time even dating back a few years. This next experience will again take us from coast to coast; again it will be a true endurance. It will pit man vs. machine on some of the best two lane, back roads that our beautiful country has to offer!
We have now successfully navigated the United States 4 times, with the latest run in 2016; which was probably the most epic journey thus far. We created history that can never be repeated! We managed to take almost one hundred century old and older machines from coast to coast. Now, in September of 2018, we plan to write a whole new chapter in history with the 5th Motorcycle Cannonball Endurance Run. This event will feature motorcycles built before 1929. This time we ride from Portland, ME to Portland, OR!
The real challenge starts now…….
Here are the final results for the 2016 Cannonball. Enjoy!
However, riders are anxiously awaiting the 2018 Cannonball announcement. Excitement is building and mentally bikes are being built, rebuilt, improved, repaired, and being ridden across the country every night! This addiction is real and being endured as badly as these riders need their next fix….in 2018! Wind therapy will provide some much needed relief until they all meet again for the next Motorcycle Cannonball!
Time to celebrate! They made it to Carlsbad!! Tomorrow as they all start home, it will be the time to relax and reflect on the journey they shared, the friends they made, the country they saw along the way and the family they’re a part of… the Cannonball family. It’s in their blood now and I’m sure the addiction has passed on to Justin and Jared, because I know Steve is completely hooked! It’s pitting man against machine to accomplish this ENDURANCE Run. It’s the realization that you built this beautiful machine. It’s the fact that you start from boxes and boxes of parts. It’s holding each and every part in your hand, not just once, but over and over. It’s the completion of the build and hearing the motor start for the very first time to riding across the finish line. It’s the tears streaming down your face because you have done what you set out to do. It’s the whole range of emotions that you deal with beginning to end. It’s what’s known as the Race of the Century.
IT IS …….THE MOTORCYCLE CANNONBALL!
Thank you Lonnie and Jason for a wonderful experience, for all your hard work, and for sharing it with our family.
Here’s a few more pictures that others have posted that I’ve found and added to our site. Thanks to all who have taken them! Thanks to our Cannonball family for making the trip so memorable for the Wigwam Injuns from West Virginia! Only two more days to go til Carlsbad! Go Indians!!!!!
Steve getting to meet Robert’s son, Ian! What a fine young man!
Steve with Dawn Hamilton. Thanks for keeping him on his toes and for taking so many pictures of my guys!
Everyone who rides the sweep bus gets to autograph it! Here’s Justin’s signature from the beginning of the Cannonball!
Day 12 was to take the guys in the west entrance to the Grand Canyon National Park and out the south entrance as part of the day’s route. As Steve put it, we spent $25 and saw nothing (even though we’ve been there a couple times). He and the boys had been looking forward to enjoying it on their bikes! Instead, they rode through morning pouring rain, fog, mist, and wind finally ending up into a fogged in Grand Canyon National Park by lunch. However, things didn’t get much better until late evening when the wet, wind-whipped crew made it into Willams, AZ