Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Swap Meets and trip planning



First, a couple iPhone shots from inside the Orange Workshop/Showcase (Maybe the world's smallest store). We're usually here on weekends so come by and say hello. If we're in back we can't hear so call us and let us know you're stopping by. We'll make a fresh pot of coffee.
A portable display case I put together for the Hippodrome smalls.

A shot inside the showcase.

Lori assembling Bondorella's brakes with Bomonster support.



"53" the guy on my right is Greg Landers. We saw him at the El Camino Swap Meet the other day. A friend asked how we knew him and Lori said, "He kicked Brians butt at the races." Hey...it's only'cause he's way faster than me! Here's a link to his blog.  http://greglanders.blogspot.com/




I'm still looking for the Dell Orto carburetor pictured here. This was the only one I found but it was attached to a bike. The good news it appears the old Jawa Speedway is worth more than I thought!









This long bike was at El Camino and Long Beach this weekend. It has a Moon auxiliary fuel tank on the sissy bar.

We're hitting the road next week for a little Route 66 adventure. We aren't sure where we're going but Winslow's probably in the picture.

Stay tuned!

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Yikes! No Brakes!

Howdy! Lori here.
Brian's old lady with Bondorella's old MC

For nearly a month now, my sweet ’48 Ford F1, Bondorella, has kept all those poor motorcycles trapped in the Motor Palace—granted, not a badplace to be, but hey–they want to be free to ride and not be hassled bythe man!

Up until a few weeks ago, I didn’t know a whole lot about brakes. I had a general understanding about shoes pressing into a drum, but didn’t know how it all worked. When Bondorella’s brakes failed on the I-5freeway in Southern California, I got a crash course in drum brakes (and luckily not a crash)!

I’m no mechanic, but if you’re going to drive a classic, you should know at least some basics of how to work on it. I’ve been driving the truck since September 2010, and had never adjusted the drums; didn’t even realize I needed to!
Takin' apart the old drums.

Now I understand how vital drum adjustment is to having good working brakes. I got in there, got greasy, changed the mastercylinder, some brake lines, added a remote reservoir, rebuilt the wheel cylinders, put in new springs and shoes… Whew! I’m exhausted just writing thelist!
Made in USA, baby!

But really… it’s a pleasant experience wrenchin’ in the Motor Palace under the soft lights of the chandeliers!
The 66 Motor Palace of Orange

The short story? It took three weeks of work at night and weekends to get her going again, but I did it without having to be rescued on the job! I came very, very close to quitting toward the end and having someone take over, but ultimately, I wanted to do it myself. The long story? Click here to read all the details of the job.
Guess what?? She stops now!


And now let the motorcycles run free!!!

Until next time when Brian falls asleep at the computer and I can sneak in with my two-cents....

Later gators!

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Pantera Oro

Pantera motor spotted at Belmont Shores car show today.

Thanks for humoring me. This is a test for the mobile blog thing. It finally worked!

Since you're here...this car really had a gold plated drivetrain and lots of trim including custom made bumpers. Believe it or not it looked really cool in a strange way.

Here you go Barbary Buzzard.




Lori got better shot of engine compartment.

and the bumpers.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Why people got on Route 66 and came to California


Lori living the California dream.

Often when I ride east on Route 66 I wonder what the country would be like if more people had stayed in the great towns along their way here instead of chasing the "California Dream." After all, other than the weather California is like the rest of the country but overcrowded and overpriced.


Woody Guthrie sang about this in 1939...

Do Re Mi
Words and Music by Woody Guthrie


Lots of folks back East, they say, is leavin' home every day,
Beatin' the hot old dusty way to the California line.
'Cross the desert sands they roll, gettin' out of that old dust bowl,
They think they're goin' to a sugar bowl, but here's what they find
Now, the police at the port of entry say,
"You're number fourteen thousand for today."
Oh, if you ain't got the do re mi, folks, you ain't got the do re mi,
Why, you better go back to beautiful Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee.
California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see;
But believe it or not, you won't find it so hot
If you ain't got the do re mi.
You want to buy you a home or a farm, that can't deal nobody harm,
Or take your vacation by the mountains or sea.
Don't swap your old cow for a car, you better stay right where you are,
Better take this little tip from me.
'Cause I look through the want ads every day
But the headlines on the papers always say:
If you ain't got the do re mi, boys, you ain't got the do re mi,
Why, you better go back to beautiful Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee.
California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see;
But believe it or not, you won't find it so hot
If you ain't got the do re mi.



For the most part I agree with Woody, but today was one of those days that reminds me the
"Dream" part of California is a dual reality.

It started with perfect weather and a drive up to Torrance to buy Lori a floor jack (you can't just walk into
your local store and buy a Made in USA jack these days), eat breakfast, visit Yoshi at Garage Company,
then check out Mark, Haven, and Jason's Motorcycle/Hot Rod/Surf/Skate/All-Things-Cool shop.

A couple blocks from Yoshi's place in Inglewood Lori spotted Roscoes Chicken & Waffles and we
realized we'd never dined at this California institution.

Poor quality Blackberry photo (Sorry Roscoe's)


Here's the real deal. If you haven't been to Roscoe's you have to go. The chicken is incredible and
Lori says the waffles are the best she's eaten; even the butter tastes sweeter. To top it off the place has the
friendliest staff anywhere. The hostess, our waiter, the manager and everyone we had contact with were
great, and they weren't working from a script like all those fake friendly places these days. Find a Roscoes
near you and go there now!

We left Roscoe's to find Garage Company closed. So we headed North to Randy's Donuts, another
California Institution and our favorite donut shop anywhere. We originally planned to spend some time
at Garage Company to work off breakfast and have one donut each, but since Yoshi was closed and
we were fresh off our chicken and waffles we decided to buy our donuts to go. Since it wouldn't be
polite to show up at Mark, Haven, and Jason's new shop smelling like donuts we bought a dozen to
share. Since Mark, Haven, and Jason are in training they only ate four between them, Lori had one and I
was still too full from breakfast to have any. This left Lori and I with seven more donuts, five more than
we planned. We headed back to the Motor Palace to mess with Bondorella a little and now we're down to
two. Those with milk and coffee will be a great start to another day just "Livin' the Dream"


Lori before eating four donuts