Monday, September 30, 2013

Lori went to Winslow and I get to ride out in a few days.

New tail light for Bonneville
The stock tail light on the Bonneville was plastic and broke so we got one of these Lucas style jobs. We wanted to retain the stock turn signals and wiring harness. I know the stock ones aren't cool but cars can see them better and they match the front. I'd rather have the clutter of the lights together instead of spread all over the bike anyway. So, we used a handy pin removing tool and fished the wires through the harness. Then we took the guts from the stock tail light, fished 'em through the new tail light and the old wiring harness and everything plugged back in nice. Instead of using the provided skinny screws, spacers, and washers, we tapped a thread in the stock mount and used the big stock style screw and backed it up with a nylock nut. We're going to do the same thing to the lower two screws also...and were going to drill and tap the holes for the lens too. It's held in place with glued on brass threads. It's similar to the one our friend Gil posted a picture of last night. He posted the picture because his lens fell off. Other than engineering, materials, and build quality I highly recommend his light!


The Bike Gil gave us!
Gil gave me an '80s vintage Columbia Clipper for the Motor Palace. When Lori saw it in the garage she thought I'd bought it for her. I told her Gil sold it to me for $1000 because it reminded me of Bondorella's wheels.
After we finished the Bonneville we got busy on the Columbia. Lori wanted to take to Winslow so we picked up some new bars, wood grain looking grips, a luggage rack, and new wheel bearings. While I messed with the luggage rack, Lori did some stitching on the seat. With everything done it rides real nice. Thanks Gil!!!
We did the work on our patio "Third World" style.


These are Lori's Pictures
This is where the pump stopped in Kingman

Lori riding in Winslow, the concrete is the burnout pit the city put on 1st street for the Friday Burnout contest. It's in conjunction with this weekend's Car Show.

The window Barry tagged. Check out his photography!


Our Route 66 sign. 
Lori's going to Lakeside to visit her parents and we're going to meet back in Winslow for the Car Show. I'll bring my camera this time!
Check out her blogs too www.bondorella.com and www.motordolls.com

...and keep buying her book!
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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

A little ride time

Farmer's Market and Fun with Cameras
The sidecar got Farmer's Market duty this week. I forget how much fun this thing is, we really need to take it on a long ride.
I'm working on an idea here. No Filter, no edit, no funny in camera effects, no nothin'.

I took a few with the X2 and missed the focus, luckily I had this iPhone shot.

Blue Swallow in Tucumcari NM keeps Baby's key safe 

Some Hippodrome Studio goods

Bakersfield is OK
I've always liked Bakersfield. After high school my parents moved to Ridgecrest and I moved to San Luis Obispo and Bakersfield became a regular stop on the trip back and forth. My father and I would meet at Johnny's BMW (where I saw my first Paris/Dakar), Randy Coates and I rode over in search of the best Chicken Fried Steak a few times, and the 58 being one of my favorite roads I would often ride to Bakersfield, turn around and ride back. I even have a Bakersfield Playlist on iTunes.

I've been wanting to go to Dagny's Coffee Company for awhile and messaged @hunterdog1967 to see if he would be around. 15 minutes later I was on the road. It was the Equinox and Lori told me to dress warm, I didn't listen and actually got cold on the Tejon pass but other than that the weather was perfect. Traffic was light other than the stretch of I-5 between Santa Fe Springs and Commerce. When you leave 5 for the 99 you take a step back in time. patches of Eucalyptus line the highway and the shoulder is flush with the smooth concrete highway. It doesn't have the bumps and seams found on the big freeways and you feel like you're being pulled along a moving sidewalk.

We had a great visit. Jose and I met at Born Free 3 and stayed in touch on Instagram. He's one of those rare Harley-Davidson and BMW enthusiasts. A few years ago he went to go look at a beat up /6 and realized it was his old bike from years earlier. It's since been repaired and reconditioned and it's ridden regularly!

Bakersfield's done a good job cleaning up its downtown and Dagny's is just a few blocks from Chester and 178 (the Kern River road). 
Some Oakies must have seen the Motor Palace on their way out west and decided to build something nicer.

Bakersfield 66

@hunterdog1967 Jose Lopez

Dagny's Motorcycle parking

Time to go home

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Motor Dolls "the book" is here!

It's Here

After ten years of writing, rewriting, and rewriting it again Lori's book is here in print and ready to ship. In fact she's been upstairs packing pre-orders for the last 3-4 hours. It reminds me of one of those old internet commercials in her office right now. Every time I walk in, her computer blips as she receives another order.






Sunday, September 15, 2013

Getting more lazy

Lori went camping

It was an "all girls" motorcycle campout so I didn't go. Read about it at Motor Dolls in the "News" section.
Filthy Sportster with monsoon stains ready for campout.

I met her the next morning
Clean Fatboy on abandoned section of Route 66 south of Cajon Pass.

 Volkswagens
Greg's looking for an old VW to use for Orange Seed Co. so we crashed a VW show the day before it started after lunch at Pancho's. I was too full to take many pictures but I couldn't pass these two. 

I think the license plate is the name of the builder...should probably Google it but I'll forget the name as soon as I close this page

The back seat looked pretty comfortable.

Bolsa Chica Wetlands
We took a drive to the Bolsa Chica Wetlands and walked around awhile Saturday.
Hippie chick!

This is a track for an anti aircraft gun from WWII

Looking east around sunset

Looking west
Still a Hippie!


Sunday workin' on motorcycles
We did some shop cleaning and Lori put the Triumph back together with it's new paint after a quick Dyno Jet install /carb cleanup.   
G/S


Greg came by and these three lined up like they were ready for someone more interesting than us.
Serious work here!

Paint by Smokey Black Watch Tartan 

Bed time...the sidecar rig really is wider than the Jeep!

Sunday, September 8, 2013

A good morning indeed!

Things move faster at home
It's been all about catching up the last two weeks. Catching up on good stuff...work, friends, food, motorcycle maintenance, but still catching up. For example; last Sunday I caught up with sleep.

This Morning
I woke up Sunday morning- wait that's a song and I can't remember the next line, but it's not picked up my iPhone, checked email, Instagram, and FB. Our real and FB friend Wendy in Missouri commented she was going to get out of bed to make coffee because John wasn't home. A wave of anxiety overcame me as I realized Lori was camping and not up stairs making coffee. I would to have to get up if I wanted coffee today. I'm pretty sure I spend too much time on social media but today it probably gave me back two or three hours I would have spent laying in bed waiting for coffee.
Breakfast courtesy of Grampy Pat's Sourdough, Drip Stop Coffee, Gayton Family Farms of Orange Homegrown Farmers Market!


Anyway
It's been hot and humid here since we got back but it's back to cooling in the evening. As I climbed the stairs for coffee the "forest" smell of the damp, cool air reminded me I would be on the Fatboy soon after breakfast. While eating I heard a single crow and a couple new birds. For a second I felt the anticipation of the next leg on a long ride. The first stop today is a Cajon Pass rendezvous with Lori.
Swelegant Fatboy
I'm leaving now- don't remember the next line in that song either, guess we'll have Johnny Cash over for dinner tonight.

Big Bonus!!!
I came in from the garage while this post was loading and the Robin is back making all kinds of noise! He usually hangs out in this Redwood tree but I haven't heard him since we got home.