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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 sim...

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 wanti...

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. Motor Dolls! on Square Market

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! ...

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'...