Bean Blossom Boogie Photos and Report © Fingers
The Bean Blossom Boogie is the major biker rally put on by ABATE of
Indiana, the motorcycle rights organization. It was originally held in
Bean Blossom, Indiana, but outgrew the site and has now moved to a fairly
undeveloped regional park in Lawrence County. The rally attracts
thousands upon thousands of bikers. Since this was my first biker event
not on the west coast I was interested in the differences. I had my
suspicions that the mid-west events were much wilder... these suspicions
proved to be true.
You have to be a member of your state ABATE organization to attend, so I am
now a card carrying ABATE union member. If you don't have a card you can buy one for Indiana when you
pay your admission. The rally itself is only $35, a bargain which includes
a lot of people watching, entertainment and a few good bands. Joan Jett was
the featured act this year.
The park is huge, and will allow the event to grow for many years to come.
I wandered in one way and started the mile walk to the back stage area.
You can ride a tractor pulled wagon, but then youíd miss the people along
the way. Within minutes I ran across a fully nude woman who was showing
off for campers along the road. One woman walked towards me. I raised my
camera and she pulled up her top without any words exchanged between us.
A group of women sat topless in one camp yelling at other women
to flash as they went by. Bikers would ride by with a female
passenger. I quickly learned that a good technique was to raise the camera
and take one step into the road while following the bike with my camera.
It would bring attention to me, and often the woman would flash as she
drove by. There were some who were already topless (Picture 5)
and sometimes even nude. A few rode backwards on the handle bars facing
the driver There were certainly women who did not flash, but
enough did that it was easy to take hundreds of shots.
There were a few techniques that the bikers used to see skin. Beads were
used, and although I had some with me, I didn't bring them in,
as most people would flash without them. Camps would simply yell out
"Titties!" which worked much of the time. A couple of male bikers stood
naked and asked women to pose with them. A few had inviting
wading pools of cool water. My favorite was a biker who wore a
sign asking for help. Since he stated on his sign that he was blind, he
could not see the titties, so he was asking for volunteers who would let
him feel their breasts. Quite a few complied knowing full well it was just
an act. After he fondled one not very intelligent woman she
was overheard saying to a friend as she walked away: I don't think he's
really blind." DUH! Earlier in the day the same biker operated a free
breast wash! Another camp had a trailer with a dancer pole and a stripper
that collected tips from people who were drawn in as they passed by.
On Saturday at 6 a tittie contest was held. No, this wasnít a Wet-T shirt
contest, the women came out topless, danced, and were encouraged to end up
Where else can you pay $35 to camp for a weekend, get live music and free
visual entertainment than a biker event. No wonder Arkodog loves his
Gulfport Blowout so much!