The best part of the Ranch was the Rats. We managed to collect a whole bunch of school kids who just wanted to hang out and steal cigarettes and drink coffee from next door. None of us minded until we realized that a bunch of unruly school children aren’t really conducive to running a business and we kind’ve had to stop it, but at least by then they were all 18 and drinking next door.
The best day I had there was when a tiny little Holden came charging down Caledonian lane so fast that we had to step off the lane. Me , Big Jim, Sam and Hiro were there hanging out and doing what we did, waiting to see what this guy was doing. He hopped out of the car and he was huge, with a huge white goatee and a ‘Live to Ride Magazine’ tee shirt on, and a massive scowl on his face. He stormed up to us and asked who painted the graffiti.. I damn near shit myself and told him it wasn’t any of us and kind’ve tried to gauge his reaction. Thankfully he said he really liked it, gave us his business card which read ‘Knackers, Photographer, Live to Ride Magazine,’ and then asked if he could take some photos for the mag. 2 minutes later the loudest gnarliest chopper I’ve ever seen comes burning down the lane, Knackers gets some photos and then posted us the magazine when it went to print.
He came back 3 or 4 times after that.
Long live the Ranch!
Ranch Rats