Vintage tire museum…
That’s not what it’s called.
I stopped by I-san’s place in the morning to have him weld on the Gete 8-hour tires.
I’d already decided to bring a “Milano Sandwich A Set” as a gift, so I looked for the nearest Doutor on the map and found something strange.
An odd photo…
Tire park…
After I-san finished the welding, the conversation shifted to Milano and Sendai.
Along the way, a couple of visitors showed up.
A polisher and a Harley shop owner.
The Harley shop owner’s Sanitora had such a beautiful color—I really liked it.
On the way out, I asked I-san and the Harley shop owner about the tire park.
Oh, you mean the “Vintage tire museum.”
It’s right along the railroad tracks—they’ve got all kinds of tires you won’t see anywhere else.
So that’s where I went.
