Grand Avenue on the west side of downtown Phoenix is having their 10th annual street fest. We want to go and see what's free but still sit back and count the pennies of our travels while we are parked. It's a beautiful sunny 80 degree day. We opt to hitch a ride on T-dub and make our way 21 miles west through city traffic to avoid the highway. The roads are flowing pretty good and we arrive in about 45 minutes. Upon our arrival we take a ride up and down the avenue to scout out a parking spot. Looking for a place to park is always easier when you live the motorcycle life. It can fit anywhere.
The festival is pretty small. I'd say it was only about 10 blocks long and all of it was really located on one side. It was a small enough ordeal that they didn't even shut traffic down. Our stroll down the street was filled with an eclectic bunch of people. This is mostly an arts gallery and boutique strip that is located right on the edge of the rough side of town. We saw people of every color and background cruising down the sidewalk to catch a glimpse of what local businesses had to offer.
I am sucker for hot rods of any flavor. These late 20's to early 30's coupes are a car that should be on everyone's bucket list. Strap a few hundred horsepower to a frame with a couple of seats and this is what you get. No airbags or onstar here, just the open road and an attitude.
Haifley Brothers hot rod's were cool enough to even have the doors open. People were free to walk right into the shop and look at current builds that were going on. It's so awesome to see a small shop that still has an old vibe to it.
Don't let all the pictures and praise give you a false impression of a pretty place. Every business we strolled past either had barbed wire, razor wire, bars on windows, or combinations of all the above. It's the kind of place you walk the streets during the day, and take a cab at night. Right next door to the hot rods was a bike shop. Unfortunately nobody was around to let us take a look inside.
A sneak peek inside the bike shop
Random street art on a building.
We hit the road by 4pm in order to get home before the sun sets. On our way through Estrella Village some random dude in a car next to us a stop light strikes up some chit chat as we sit. I like this place. It's got a good vibe to it.
We finish the night off by taking Eli for a ride around the block. Yes I know the picture is blurry. It's all part of capturing the moment and snapping some evidence of our life. That and I was too lazy to stop pedaling and stand still for a picture.