In a Manhattan basement, Scott Zieher discovered a pile of photographs among the effects of a recently deceased tennant. Presented for the first time, they offer an intimate portrait of a group of gay bikers and a touching snapshot of an entire generation of carefree zenith. Two series, 1962 and 1972, come together to create a pithy narrative. In 1962 the images reveal a hushed, simmering mileu, whilst by 1972, the images are more confident and newly-aware of the pride in homo-eroticism. This found cache of old-school, leather party snapshots holds great significance.