Showing posts with label Mozzy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mozzy. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

RC77: Chapter 8, moving forward.

Atlas and Z on a Honda mini....
I have a 19 inch cb450 rim on the front and a cl77 rear setup.  I would love to get some high shouldered aluminum rims for these but I like to be able to change my own tires....
 Sad to see this bike go but I didn't get to ride it very much last season.  I was starting to see this as a source of cash for treatments and since I have other vintage bikes I like better......  The only vehicle I ever bought new.  I've been to and through more states on this thing that in a car.  Almost died a number of times too.  I will never forget getting hit by a semi truck tire right after it exploded.  It hit me on the hand and chest, left a pretty nice welt, and almost knocked me off my bike.  The only long motorcycle trip I ever got to go on with my dad was on this bike too.  It was actually my first trip to Midohio.  My dad and I rolled out and met some of his buddies really early in the morning.  We left from the Ft. Wayne area and rode there and back in one day.  My dad was on his new Goldwing and had a trailer behind him.  We went to watch the races but I remember dad and I just walked around the swap meet looking at old junk.  It's hard to explain but I always felt closest to my dad when we did things together, even if he was in his own head working out some problem or talking to himself like he always did.  Riding with family and friends is like this for me.  Sharing space and knowing you are on the road together is what makes it fun, regardless of the destination.

I remember filling that little trailer up with random junk and being so excited to take my friends back the next year.  That was many years ago.....maybe 6?  I didn't make it last year but I am looking forward to the treasure hunt and time with friends this summer.  
 Atlas on Hutch's 550.
 Finley getting used to country life.
 Harper, dukes up and ready to ride?
These girls need a little motorcycle..or at least an ATV.....
 Family photo!  
(Mozzy is in there, I promise)
 These two are going to get into so much trouble.  
I hope!
 Back to the bike.

With the help of many, I was finally able to make it to this point.  Doesn't look like much.  May not ever be much to very many people but I am still super excited about it.  Mike at Chopnweld helped guide me through the numbers on the rake and let me know what other options I had.  I hope I can bring him a frame to be blasted and soon so I can peep his shop.......
 Ended up at 6 degrees of rake.  Just enough?
 This little project needed to go also.  It is so perfect for a fun little smokin' ride but the clock is a tickin' and money is a swirlin' down the tube so I let it go.  Kinda regret this one.  It was super hard to find parts for though.  Yamaha RD200.
 One of Atlas' slurred words is kitty. 
A lesson in patience for biter.
 Animal lover.
 What did I say about liking to put my own tires on?  Enduro tires are always so much more difficult. Z came over to help me finish up.  My spleen definitely got in the way on this one.
 Atlas really likes the Koi fish at the conservatory.  Anything with water.....
Uncle Zac doing his job well.
 I have been using Heidenau tires on my bikes for a while.  I am happy with my decision on this one too!  If you want high quality and good tread patterns check them out.
 Carb planning began.  Z dropped off some round bowl CB77 carbs for me and I have the set originally on the bike..... trying to figure out what I should use.  I have been collecting parts for a while so I have rebuild kits, gaskets, and probably 7 bodies with various bowls and jets.  I should be able to figure out a complete set.
 I'll never tell anyone I know what I am doing with this thing but these turned out alright.
First time on the knurler.
 I even snapped a belt using the cutoff tool.
 All done?
Just some guards for these fork boots so they aren't flopping around.
 I wonder what these would look like anodized black.....
Growing up with a dad like mine, you really did think that he could do anything.  I don't think that really even went away for me until I was in my late 20's.  I started to see how my brother and I had started out and grown from the foundation he set up for us, at least in a mechanical sort of way.  My brother got more into the actual building process as a hobbyist and later in college and after as a professional.  I got into it later more from a design perspective and now just want to learn as many processes at possible while building bikes.  Luckily, Ryan had been down these roads at least once already and I can pick his brain.  My dad actually started as a physics teacher at a high school, then worked as a engineer before becoming the president.  I think in his own way he also just wanted to keep learning and doing new things which evolved his career into the business side of engineering.  I was always proud of my father.  I am proud to be his son and I didn't ever want to let him down.  He taught me by example to hold myself to higher standards than others do and never settle for less than your best and above all stay humble about it.  I hope the same for Atlas.

Saturday, February 6, 2016

RC77: Chapter 6 Family, Uncle Paul, Frame work.

Every post should start out with family, right?

First food?
Special friends.
 Matt catching the fever.
 New darlings.
 Hammock hangs.
 Chilling' with Jane.
 Moon Family shot.
 Trail blazing.
 Dreyer Honda event.  
Gentlemen ran like a champ.
 Kentucky Kickdown 2015.
This was a first for us and we will probably make the trip next year too?
This easy rider cb77 was legit......and so was the CL77 next to it.
 Wabash walkabout.
 Moms, cats, and an Atlas.
 Atlas' first motorcycle ride?!?  
 The best helper.  
A gasket and some Italian wizardry and poof, it's fixed!
 Shooting the shooter.
 Figuring out my rake and trail.
Don't judge me.
Stop it.
 Ready to pop this one off too!  
Where is that tank?
Let's do this!
 Casey scored this jig.
Must have been fate that I was looking for one.
Atlas is always psyched to help in the workshop.
LumberAtlas.
 A lot of this.

   I spent a Saturday at an auction a few weekends back near where my dad grew up.  They had a couple bikes and some random goodies.  Ended up with a lock instead of a bike in the end (thankfully) but the people watching was the best.  Since I was close to where my uncle lives, I gave him a call just to see what he was up to.  Dad and him had always talked but really reconnected after dad retired.  They were flipping wrecked cars, building boat lifts and all other types of building repair and construction.  The truck and car I drive as well as the van my sister totes her 3, soon to be 4 children in were put back on the road by their handy work. Not surprisingly, my father had a list of things to do when he got back from Hawaii and the list included adventures with Paul.  I think about Paul a lot these days and wonder how he is holding up and what he is working on.  When I called that day I was in shock for a second.  I didn't realize how similar they sound both in tone and word choice.  I miss calling dad for no reason and asking what he is doing or for advice on all the random things I try to fix.  Paul's voice that day reminded me though that I still have a number of messages my dad left me on my phone.  I haven't listened to them in a long time but it is somehow comforting knowing that they are there.  Paul called me back a few weeks ago just to see if I won anything at the auction.  It was nice to know he will also be calling me.
I am going to keep calling Paul randomly just to hear what he has brewing in his workshop.  Maybe he will have a story to share with me about dad sometimes.
Later on in the build, I hope to have him put the base coat on my tank when I get it figured out and also clear it after its all done.  Paul and dad worked together on that triumph chopper I have posted pictures of.  It will be nice to have a little of his handy work on this bike.

Sunday, May 4, 2014

Spring has Sprung.

It's time to get my garden on.

The players.
 The plants.
The new porch cat next door.
Reappraisal icing.
Hutch work time.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Saturday sunshine.

Apples and lawn art.
The helpers.
The cherry tree.
Mozzy inspecting the dirt.
Lavender lookback.

The rebel's low end was still a bit rough so I ordered new jets.
Back to the CB160.

First thing's first.
 Almost.
 Helpers.
Had to clear the kicker and my shin at the end.
Tried to keep the turn our similar to the other side.

 Getting closer......
 First fire of the season.