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Wednesday, September 30, 2009
SOA review not done yet
In case some of yuo were wondering...I never even got to watch the show last night. Work got the better of me. I was up till around 11:00 P.M. doing paperwork. I recorded it though, and will try to watch it sometime today/tonight, and post something on it for recap-review tomorrow, or possibly later on today/tonight.
Till then,
later
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Chemical engineering
I have a little secret most of you probably didn’t know about me. I don’t mean to boast, but felt it was time to share with some of you who have been reading my blog quite some time now that I started studying this quite early on in life and have been fortunate enough to have gained a chemical engineering background.
With this being said; One of the things I enjoy most is converting beer, wine, whisky, brandy, and other similar liquids into a chemical compound mixture of H2O (NH2), 2CO (urea), NaCl (sodium chloride), and a number of other dissolved salts and organic compounds, which is my friends, "Urine".
Good day and cheers mates!
“Pee”.S.,
Is it Friday yet??
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Saturday, September 26, 2009
Knocking me on my ass. More money out of my wallet.
My engine is making Loud noises at normal operating temperatures only. It's time for me to get some new lifters. I read that if a lifter develops a loud noise when engine is at normal operating temperature, but is quiet when engine is below normal temperature, it indicates an excessively fast leak down rate or scored lifter plunger, and it is then recommended to recondition or replace lifters.
Well folks this is what I've got to do this winter. While the bike will be disassembled, since I don't have adjustable pushrods, I will be adding some S&S adjustables and covers as well. And well you know the foot bone is connected to the ankle bone is connected to the shin bone.
They say when you change your cams, you have to change the lifters. It doesn't necessarily hold true vise versa, but isn't a bad idea. Besides, if you were ever going to do the cams, now is the time, since I'm already going to be in there adding Jim's tappits right? The adjustables will allow me to do this kind of thing in the future without having to take the top end apart. Hopefully, I won't need to get back in there after this one for quite some time, but you never know. Now is the time to add an ounce of prevention incase something like this happens again down the road. I guess I look at it as insurance. If I never need it great. If I do, great. Additionally, by adding these S&S parts & Jim's lifters (tappits), I'll not only be able to get rid of the damn knock, I'll gain a bit of performance as well. I guess this means I need to custom paint something for someone quick to help support my habit.
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Thursday, September 24, 2009
Son's Of Anarchy Season 2 episode 3 review
SOA Season two Episode 3 starts off with Bobby doing his Elvis impersonation singing gig at aBar mitsvah . Bobby and Clay are talking and Bobby is bitchin about having to do these. Clay asks him why he is then. Bobby tells Clay that he needs the money with all the debt he accrued while in jail. Clay tells Bobby that with his bad shoulder from the gunshot he isn't much good in the garage, so why doesn't he take over the books for the new porn partnership. Clay makes this decision for the club without asking for a vote, or even asking Jax. This puts even more separation between Clay and Jax. Ultimately for the good of the club and for Bobby, Jax ends up being O.K. with the decision. Bobby asks Jax if things are gonna be O.K. because there is a lot of uprising tension and confrontation between him and Clay. A lot of the guys are worried. Jax assures Bobby that it will all be O.K., it's just father son shit.
Gemma and Clay haven't had sex since Gemma was gang raped. They aren't even getting along. The tension between them grows until there is a fight in the parking lot of the new porn studio for all to witness. See, the thing is, Clay has no idea Gemma was gang raped, and doesn't see what is so dang hard to get over a car accident. Gemma and Tara confide in each other about this. Gemma tells tara it ain't the puss, it's her head. A bit later Gemma is at the garage in the office and in walks Sheriff Unser. He wants to know how Gemma is doing. He starts talking about a confidential therapy group for victims of sexual assault. Gemma blows him off, and he leaves. Not a split second later, and in walks Tig from an open back door. We are lead to assume that he heard about the sexual assault therapy group, but he never says anything about it to anyone the entire episode. We'll have to wait and see later on if he did indeed hear it or not, and what he will do with the information if he did hear it.
Luanne has a melt down about Bobby doing books. We find out why a bit later in the show. Bobby find out and confronts her in the fact that she has been skimming from the beginning. Nothing happens with this yet either. Bobby says he will bring it to the club and what happens will be a club decision. Luanne tries to buy him off with promises of paying back every dime, and we can also assume that she has sex with him as well. They don't show it. Yet again another thing left hanging for us to find out in later episodes where they will take us with this. Damn, they do a good job of weaving the web of cliff hangers.
Ethan Zobel confronts Deputy Hale and tries to convince him to deliberately allow drugs, and drug dealing into Charming to create a temporary problem which will allow him to flush out a permanent one, (SOA). You see, the citizens of charming practically worship SAMCRO because they keep Charming free of drugs and drug dealings. To allow them in would give Charming citizens a reason not to want, or feel they don't need SAMCRO anymore.
SAMCRO finds some drug deals going on in Charming and wants to put a stop to it. They pressure one of the drug dealers into telling them where the crack house / meth lab is. Then they holding a club meeting and decide to keep themselves from liability they won't blow up the crack house, they will let the law handle this one. Jax talks to Hale, and Clay talks to Unser. It appears here that they are pitting the two against each other. We'll yet again have to wait and see. Hale goes out to the house tipped off by Jax, and Hale runs into Ernest Darby at the Crack house / meth lab. He and Darby talk. Darby gives him an envelope with a "rather large" gift certificate to one of Zobels Cigar shops. Hale takes it. Shortly after, he calls Jax and tells him the house is nothing. Jax knows otherwise. The club goes there that night and shoots the place up and then blows it to kingdom come. Just before it blew we got a shot of the guys talking and asking who had the remote to detonate the explosives. They said we aren't using one. Then we see Opie running out of the house and a split second later it blows. Opie gets tossed into the air pretty far, but is unharmed.
Jax and opie are talking at a party at the clubhouse and Jax asks Opie if he has a death wish. He talks about the explosion and the carving of the anarchy "A" on the Mayans chest/stomach. Opie says he's fine.
From the very beginning of the episode we find Tara is being confronted by one of the porn stars and that she has the hots for Jax. She is clearly trying to take him away from Tara. The show ends with another confrontation at the clubhouse and Tara and Jax are doing the nasty when the porn star walks in on them.
This was where we left off. This was clearly a packed episode. Can't wait for more!
As always, I would love to hear you chime in with anything you feel I might have missed, got wrong, or just want to chime in and say you loved it.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Rescue Ink Unleashed
Rescue Ink Unleashed is having their season premier this month. September 25th, 2009!
Bikes, Tattoos, Big tough guys and even bigger hearts
with soft spots for animals in need of rescue.
What's not to like? It sounds good to me.
Then again, those of you who regularly read my blog, know I'm a softie for the 4 legged critters of this world.
I hope the show is a success! I'll be watching, will you?
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Animal Rescues,
ink,
Rescue
Flood run.
Hey local Minnesota and Wisconsin Cheeseheads,
I'm riding in the Flood Run this Saturday the 19th.
If you are out there and see me, don't be shy. Say hi.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Son's Of Anarchy Season 2 episode 2 review
This episode shows that the program will pick up momentum, just like season one did. Kurt Sutter, is indeed a great writer. He shows great character building skills as pointed out by the lovely Mrs. M., who was an English Major.
Sheriff Wayne Unser kicks off this episode by responding to an anonymous tip and arrives at the warehouse that Gemma was Gang raped in. He takes Gemma in his car to find out that she does not want to go to the hospital. In fact, she doesn't want anyone to know what happened, because if she tells it will hurt Clay and Jax and then "they" win. In order to keep what happened to her a secret, the sheriff fakes a car crash with Gemma's Cadillac. Meanwhile Tara and Gemma strengthen their bond with each other in confidentiality, and Tara takes care of Gemma at the hospital without anyone knowing why she is really there.
Tig gets a call from Marcus Alvarez of the Mayans. He hands the phone over to Clay. Come to find out that they found one of their own shot up in the chest holding up nine fingers. Clay denies knowing anything about it. He blows a nut because he figured it had to be Jax who did this. Clay confronts Jax and Jax admits he did it to cover up Opies Carved "A", and said it seemed like the right thing to do. Spur of the moment kind of thing. Clay gets pissed, and thus the start of the up front confrontation of Clay gettin up in Jax's shit about challenging what he does for the club, how he does it, and why.
Tig and Clay meet the Gang members from the One-Niners to talk about setting up a gun trade. Neo Nazi, A.J. Weston (Played by Henry Rollins) is in his car taking pictures of them, when Sheriff Wayne Unser pulls up and shoes away the One-Niners and SAMCRO Just then, Unser breaks the news about Gemma's accident to Clay, and they all take off. Since Clay is convinced that Gemma got in an accident and has no clue she was gang raped, Clay is basically a happy dude hanging out in the hospital with his grandson Abel. A.J. pops into the hospital, and sees this. He knows now that Gemma must not have told Clay, or he would not be so happy. A.J. Weston Breaks this news to Ethan Zobelle, (Played by Adam Arkin) . They say that she must be tougher than they had estimated her to be.
A new battle begins with Loretta. (Remember her from last season?) Ex porn star, now has her own porn business. Borrowed money to SAMCRO, has Hubby in jail. Anyway, Georgie, a rival porn producer tries taking her girls, and stealing her business. Has some thugs to help him out with his dirty work(no pun). Jax and crew step up to help her with these thugs, and makes threats. Bobbi barfs all over one of Georgie's body guards. Too funny, Too Gross! Georgie and thugs don't take kindly to the biker threats, and rough up one of Loretta's girls. Now SOA is taking this seriously. They go over for a little game of baseball, if you know what I mean. Thug threat ended just like that. Loretta needs some help financially, or her business will be ruined. Apparently, the money she borrowed to SOA last season (by threat of Gemma) was more than she could have afforded to borrow. SOA also could use the financial gain of a partnership as the gun runnin Biz is slow due to heat from the Feds. So they talk about striking a deal with her. Use the warehouse that they recently built for guns to house her with a porn studio. The deal is for a 50/50 split in profit. The club has a meeting on this. Clay is somewhat opposed to the idea. He says that clubs tend to run into trouble when they get involved in too many different things. Jax says, look, This is a legitimate business that could take the head off of us for the guns with the Feds. They take a vote. Tig says "I AM a big fan of pussy." and the rest of the club agrees. Done deal.
The gun trade with the One-Niners takes place and a big shoot out begins. The Mayans are there to shoot at the One-Niners, and what appears to be deliberate on SOA as well. Bobbi Gets shot. No one from SOA is dead though. It is later revealed that Ethan Zobelle tipped off the Mayans about the gun trade.
I like to go bak and re-watch, and take notes of my recorded show before doing this re-cap, but since I didn't have time and wanted to get this out to you, forgive me if I F'd any of the information up, or forgot something. For now anyways, I can't think of anything else that I might have forgot to put in this recap of the show.
Please feel free to chime in and add to this.
Please feel to correct me in comments if I misquoted, or had a name, Etc. wrong.
I really enjoyed this episode. Can't wait until the next!
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Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Broken Trust
To whom it may concern,
Here is my letter about trust.
Right away, when I pulled into the lot, an employee and some other's had commented on my ride. That made me feel like this was a place where biker types are truly welcome.
I've been on many a bike rally/ runs, whatever you want to call them. Felt just as comfortable.
So comfortable, in fact, that I, just like many others, will leave my jacket, helmet, gloves, etc, on my bike, walk away, and think nothing of it. I guess there is just some kind of trust factor that another brother would not touch your shit. Just like they wouldn't touch your bike.
So just like many times before, I strapped my helmet, and slung it over the handlebars, and went in for a bite to eat with Blaine and Pamela. Lunch was terrific. We had some kickin pizza.
We were saying our goodbyes, and going out the the parking lot, when I noticed right away that my helmet was missing. I said, " Hmm, Looks like someone else wanted my helmet more that I did." I couldn't believe it got stolen. Lesson learned. It ain't about trust. It's about fear. Come to think about it, The only reason a lot of thieving type of people wouldn't attempt this at a biker rally is because you never know who owns what, and who is watching their brothers shit. You wouldn't dare take something that doesn't belong to you because of the fear of getting your ass handed to you.
Sad thing is, when I left it there, strapped over my handle bars, all of this crossed my mind. But I didn't really want to take it inside with me. I figured it'd be fine. I could trust that no one would touch my bike or the helmet. (WRONG!)
Anyway, I'll order a new one today. Lesson learned. No matter how clear the water might look, there is scum at the bottom of every pond.
P.S.
To the stupid M.F. who took it...
Why would you take a helmet? It has someone else's sweat, and is sized to fit. It's not like just anyone can wear anybody's helmet.
By the way, that helmet was/is custom. I will know it is mine if I ever see it. It has some markings on it, and things written on it that made it MINE. If I ever see you with it on, I will smash it over your Fucking noggin.
Signed,
A very disgruntled Mr. Motorcycle
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009
New look
Mr. Motorcycle Motorcycle Blog has a slightly juiced up look.
"Taste's Great. Less filling"!
Some of the stuff stayed the same since the day I started the blog. I've learned a couple of tricks since then. Thus, it was time for some change.
So if you are reading this through an RSS feed such as Google Reader, please stop by and take a peek. If you are already at my site, Great.
I'd love to hear your reaction to the mild change in visual, and if I don't like your comments, so be it. Everyone is entitled to their opinions. Heck, If it is constructive, I might even listen. (Maybe.)
Cheers!
P.S. I can't wait for tomorrow night's Season 2, episode 2 of Son's of Anarchy!
Tune in and watch it, and stop by my blog tomorrow afternoon to get the scoop on what happened if you can't watch the show, or just want a recap.
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New look,
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Friday, September 11, 2009
Perception; beauty truly lies in the eye of the beholder.
My regular readers already know I have basically a one up custom bar hopper, that when given the opportunity, I will ride all day long with others whom have comfy cruisers (Geezer Gliders), Etc.
Although I am extremely satisfied with the look, and performance of my bike, I long for comfort and convenience. I have fairing, windshield, cushy seat, saddle bag envy. (I'm gettin older) almost 39.
I do love the look and performance of my Custom H.D. Sportster, but at the same time have been eyeing an H.D. Street Glide for quite some time.
Even If I sold my bike, I'd have to take out a loan to buy the Street Glide, so that isn't an option right now. I own my bike outright. Besides, I really don't want to sell my bike. I want both.
Back to the post title...
Perception; beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder.
One of the things we all long for in a bike is beauty. It may not be a physical cosmetic beauty.
For some of us, beauty is simply function over form. For some it's purely form, for most it is a combination of the two.
For some it's a price line. Many folks don't like Harley's like I do, and want a similar look for a more economical price line. Some also think metric cruisers are more reliable than Harleys. Some like other brands of American Iron. Some like custom choppers. Some like crotch rockets, or Hybrids like BMW RT's.
Point is, There are so many different bikes, because there are so many different perceptions in what makes a bike beautiful. I like to think I'm a connoisseur of sorts when it comes to motorcycles. I truly like and appreciate most of them. I'd have a hard time saying no to anyone giving me a motorcycle; (any motorcycle). However, I do have my favorites.
A few days ago, I had stopped at my local H.D. dealer to look at some patches. I narrowed it down to a few. I needed my jacket though to see which would physically fit and which would look best. I thought my son could come with me next trip for a second man's opinion. So, yesterday I brought my 17 Yr. old son with me to the Harley store. I brought my helmet and jacket with me. He obviously knows what my bike looks like. I wanted something that will tie the three together nicely.
I'm a big fan of custom, and yet just as big of a fan of subtlety.
This was a key in the patch selection. To my surprise, "Eye of the beholder", (I should have seen it coming), My son liked none of the patches that I had previously selected. He even went as far as to say that the one that I picked with the skull looked "childish"!
I left the store with nothing.
Let's back up a minute though to the moment when my son and I entered the dealership. Mind you, he does love bikes, and is just starting to learn a little bit about what he likes himself in a bike, and is starting to learn the differences between the different models, etc.
So we walk in, and just in front of us, immediately to my left is a brand new shiny black Street Glide. I point it out to my son, and say to him, "That is my next bike right there. It's an 09 Street Glide"! (Big fucking smile on my face, like I just bought it). He looks at me, forehead wrinkled, with a sincere look of bewilderment, and say's, "Why?", "You'd take those bags off wouldn't you?"
LOL! I go on to explain the whole comfort and convenience factor, and then he asks, if I'd sell my bike or have both. I said I'd have both.
Funny thing is there is a part of my boy young man that is growing up and said that the skull was childish, and as I get a bit older, want to hang onto that symbol of youth, and this also goes for the bike as well. There is a part of my son that wants the same things I do. We just see things so differently. Yesterday was quite an awakening moment.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Son's Of Anarchy Season 2 episode 1 review
To begin season two, let's recap where we left off on season one. We left off with Clay and Tig arranging Opie's death by drive by shooting. They set it up to make it look as though it was a gang shooting by the Niners. Tig was to be the masked drive by shooter. Their reasoning was that they thought Opie was a narc and was being paid off by the Feds. Ultimately, Tig Fucked up, and shot Donna by mistake, because she took Opie's truck. Jax V.P. of SAMCRO and (Son of John Teller, Founder of SAMCRO) and Piney (Opie's father, and SAMCRO Co-Founder with John Teller) discover after confrontation with the Niners that they had nothing to do with (Opie's wife) Donna's shooting. This is where we left off on season one.
Season two starts off with a new gun running deal being made with the Irish, until the heat from the Feds. wears off. At the end of the gun running deal making, Tig and Clay secretly have a discussion about the fact that Piney and Jax know that the Niners had nothing to do with the shooting of Donna, and that Opie will want revenge on the shooter.
The rest of the show skips around a bit, so I will recap (not necessarily in the exact order of things as they occurred).
Bobby is released from Prison. The case against him for a murder was dropped as the Feds. could no longer hold him. The witness "went missing".
Piney and Jax have talks about making things right again because as Piney says, Clay killed his daughter, and was trying to kill his son. Jax tells Piney that making things right is gonna take some time. Right now it's all about protecting Opie.
The Club has an official club meeting to talk about getting revenge on Donna's killer. Opie says he heard it was the Niners. Tig and the rest of the club say it wasn't. Opie kind of buys it. They blame a Myan (rival M.C.) for the killing, and talks start about seeking out revenge. After the club meeting during a party that they are having for the return of Bobby, their is a private discussion between Clay and Jax regarding the Myan that they are planning on using as a scape goat for Donna's death. Jax says to Clay, "Who ever you put this murder on... Just be sure they deserve to die, 'Cause the guy who killed Donna is out there sharing a beer with her husband."
Clay replies, "You better be real careful how you navigate around this one."
Jax replies, "Or what, You gonna put a bullet in the back of my head too?"
(Oooooh, can you feel the tension rising?)
(Oooooh, can you feel the tension rising?)
SAMCRO ends up seeking out their revenge on the Myan scapegoat. Opie and Jax finish the job after Tig starts it. Opie is doubtful that this is really the guy. After some convincing that it is the right guy, they finish the job. Opie takes it a step too far, and carves the "A" anarchy symbol on the dudes chest and stomach area.
After they leave, Jax cleans up Opie's carving by shooting it up so it is unidentifiable. (I'm guessing so as not to start a war with the Myans.)
After they leave, Jax cleans up Opie's carving by shooting it up so it is unidentifiable. (I'm guessing so as not to start a war with the Myans.)
Meanwhile Gemma and Tara are having a conversation about trust and loyalty and making things work between Tara and Jax. Gemma tells Tara that she has to know everything. Jax has to tell her. "No truth, No pussy." Tara says she isn't sure if she wants to know it all. Gemma tells her if she doesn't, then it'll never work. She says, "Love the man, You learn to love the club. You can do that, there's no truth you can't handle."
Later on that night, Tara tells Jax she wants to know everything and Jax comes clean and tells her about the shooting of the Myan. Jax say's he's going to bed and then Tara joins him. I guess that means this is a big turning point in the Tara and Jax relationship.
Clay and Gemma are gettin it on in a back room of the Clubhouse, when in comes the prospect Kip, A.K.A. Half Sack. He's putting away a mop bucket, and notices them doing the nasty. He freezes. Genmma says,"Join in, or get out Sparky!" Kip leaves, then turns around, pokes his head back in, and starts saying,"You didn't really mean that you wanted me to.... Clay says, "GET OUT!" (Waaay Funny!)
Happening from the beginning to the end of the episode is the goings on with "The League of American Nationalists" moving into Charming. We start out with a diner scene of Ethan Zobel (owner of fine cigar shops), A.J. Weston (Nazi skinhead) and Jake Hale(Real-estate investor and Charming's Deputy David Hale's brother) having a conversation about moving their White supremacist drug trade into Charming, under the guise of a new Charming Cigar shop. Charming Deputy David Hale comes into the scene, and ins introduced to the League of American Nationalists members. He is being asked to give them their support, and is told that SAMCRO has been dealing guns to gangs like the Myans and it needs to stop. They say that they are nothing more than an influential business group. Hale says,"And how many Black and Latino businessmen are in your influential group? I know who you are. White Hate." He walks out on them, and chews his brother a new asshole. Basically tells him that trading one bad for another isn't going to work.
Later on in the episode during Bobby's coming home party the skinheads show up to offer a box of fine cigars and "give some advise" to Clay, Tig, and the rest of SAMCRO.
They threaten that they better stop trading guns with Blacks and Latinos. Tig pulls a gun on them, and They say "What, You gonna shoot with all these witnesses?" Clay replies, "Nobody threatens SAMCRO, and Nobody tells us what to do. Why don't you just climb back into your little German clown car and drive back to Nazi town. 'Cause the next time you piss all over my shoes, It will kill you, and I don't give a shit how many witnesses there are.
They threaten that they better stop trading guns with Blacks and Latinos. Tig pulls a gun on them, and They say "What, You gonna shoot with all these witnesses?" Clay replies, "Nobody threatens SAMCRO, and Nobody tells us what to do. Why don't you just climb back into your little German clown car and drive back to Nazi town. 'Cause the next time you piss all over my shoes, It will kill you, and I don't give a shit how many witnesses there are.
The show concludes with Gemma driving down the road. At a stop she notices a minivan behind her, a gal gets out, runs up to Gemma, and says, "Please help, my baby is chocking on something!" Gemma goes to help, finds out the baby is only a doll, and then gets knocked out from being hit from behind by the mystery woman. Shortly after that, we flip to another scene where Gemma is tied up in a warehouse somewhere and gets raped by about 4 skinheads wearing white masks.
A threat is made to Gemma that she better tell Clay to stop selling guns to ni**ers and spi*s, or they will find her and do this again.
A threat is made to Gemma that she better tell Clay to stop selling guns to ni**ers and spi*s, or they will find her and do this again.
Gemma sees the Tat on the Skinhead making the threat's neck.
This will be sure to be the beginning of something BIG!
This will be sure to be the beginning of something BIG!
That's all I got this episode folks! Hope you enjoyed the show as much as I did.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Norton Model 18s to the Isle of Man
How far can you go on a late 1920s Norton? More than a 1000 kilometres in a week is no problem. We mounted our Nortons in Utrecht, rode them to Ijmuiden and took the ferry to Newcastle-upon-Tyne. From Newcastle we went through the Yorkshire dales to take the next ferry from Heysham to Douglas. We spent four days exploring the Isle of Man before riding them back home again via the same route. Most of the time through the worst British weather you can imagine.
The two photos on top depict our bikes; two 1928- and a 1930 Model 18. The other pictures are from other Nortons that we saw on the Isle.
Both Patrick's and my bike had done very few miles after complete rebuilds that included fitting a new bigend and gearbox bearings. Little did go wrong though, Pat had to adjust the gearbox shift lever and retime the ignition. My Model 18 initially got too much oil, which resulted in heavy smoking, oiled up sparkplugs and me almost missing a ferry. Thereafter it consumed three sparkplugs before I fitted a hotter NGK A6 that seems to work fine. Before I left I had fitted a new ignition (or sparkplug) cable and during the trip through heavy rain we found that the outer cover of that cable was made from cotton, which got soaking wet and was very efficient in leaking current away from the plug; fitting a plastic cable and a polythene bag to shield the magneto from the rain solved that problem. Rob managed to break his primary chain which was replaced in the paddock in Douglas.
All in all, no serious problems. To be honest, the other seven bike that joined us in the trip, all of them more than half a century old, encountered no more serious difficulties other than a few loosened nuts and bolts. Though one of these bikes seemed to be so eager to meet it's maker Edward Turner that it set itself on fire TWICE, but it kept on running and got back home under it's own power, which must be a testimony to the quality of pre war British engineering!
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Friday, September 4, 2009
Road Runner and Wile E. Coyote Final Episode
Warning:
This video contains Fowl ... I mean, foul language. Enjoy!
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Road Runner,
Wile E. Coyote
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Twas not meant to be.
Notice anything new?
As recently seen on Arizona Harley Dude's blog, I saw this light switch cover and just had to have one of my own. I used electrical tape to lay it out, and cut it according to the general shape. I would usually have done it in reverse, sanded it for tooth(adhesion), and them masked it off and painted it black, however, I have women folk in my house, and I was going to see how it played out before doing any thing that would take that much time.
My 17 Yr. Old son thought it was a hoot, and my wife and almost 14 Yr. Old daughter did not think it was quite so funny.
I attest, this is "MY GARAGE" damnit, and I should be able to leave it that way! However, everyone goes in and out quite frequently. (Garbage can, Recycle bin, Extra Fridge./Freezer, Cars, Bikes, Etc. are all in "My garage too.) Therefore I must share "My garage".
With a little guilt, I left it there for the day. (Leaving my man foot firmly dug into place).
The following day, my daughter comes into the house after getting something out of the garage, and claims, "I'm not comfortable even touching that light switch in the garage any more."
I gave in. "Twas not meant to be."
The tape came off, and the women folk are happy again.
You know what they say.
If she ain't happy... Aint Nobody happy!
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