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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.

RC77: Chapter 5 Flipping the switch. 作るきっかけ

Everyday with this kid.....

 Summer wrapping

 I can't get enough of this old photo of my mom.

This was the Triumph my dad sold to buy her ring.

 Steer Inn on the Crocker's wheelie popper.

 Hutch shot.  I can't wait to ride this again.

 Cheeks.

 Took some of my old students to Japan.

Kinkakuji in the back.

 Horizontal engine Honda policewoman.  

 Shirobai.

The most feared of all police.  

Nobody gets away.

 Midohio missed but dream bike secured.  

Good times in Ohio.

 Florida vacation!

Kisses from grandpa.

 I think this was the last Hutch ride on the shadow.  

Central Indiana no-where without a care.

 Kentucky kick down with the Crockers.
His head is so much bigger now!

 This may be what lit the fire under me to start the cb77 build up again.  

A running/riding cb77 for sale at Martinsville swap meet.

Super high miles, no rebuild.  

Sounded so good....got me dreaming....

 Seriously.  

This kid.

Love.

 Bought him a chair.

He likes the CL77 roller.

Stoked!

When I was studying in Japan in 2001, my Mom and Dad came to visit for a few days and stayed out in the countryside for a while and Tokyo for a couple days also.  I remember it was cherry blossom season, the only one I have ever been able to experience, so it must have been March.  My dad was always looking for something new to experience.  It could have been a new travel destination, hobby, license, or just a new tool to play with.  He of course loved tools.  One thing I will never forget about their visit to Japan was when dad and I went and played Pachinko near their hotel off the JR Sugamo station.  We were both new to it so he bought us both 500 yen worth of metal balls and we went at it.  I think dad lost his in only a few minutes but for some reason, no matter how little I tried, I kept winning.  I remember being so over it I tried to get some random person to take my earnings and finish playing but they of course denied me and instead cheered me on.  I am not sure how long we ended up staying but in the end I won about 80 dollars (8000 yen) from the 500 and traded it in for  Kangol boxers, Penguin socks, and a bottled water.  I kept the boxers for years even though they had holes and I didn't wear them.  I let go of them but only because I knew I still have the socks.....no holes yet but I only pull them out for special occasions.  

RC77: Chapter 4 Family.

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Florida Fam. represent!  Jane looking good in the motorcycle den.

This will be a picture to replicate at some point.  Atlas looks so confused.

Honda Z600.

This is probably going to be too rusty to get on the road.  Picking it up was a journey.  Matt and I to Ft. Wayne.  Figuring out this crazy trailer.  Dragging this green mass onto the trailer.....

Dad was a lot more excited about me buying this car than he ever had been about my vintage motorcycle purchases.  He and his brother had been fixing up cars for fun and I was looking forward to watching him get excited about it......That was a big part of the excitement.  In the end he didn't even get to see it in person.  The conversation we had that weekend while trying to get the trailer hooked up was one of the last times we spoke at length, and probably the last time he ever taught me how to do something.  It's hard to believe it has been almost a year.

I was looking forward to leaving Atlas with grandpa for adventure time as he grew up.  It's hard to believe that this was the last time they saw each other.  It makes my role as his role as his father that much more difficult knowing I will never be able to call my dad for advice.  

Love at first cuddle.

I love you, pops.

I I had to include this one too.  Grandpa and great grandson.  Looks like Atlas is about to box.

Tell your parents you love them tonight.  

RC77: Chapter 3 Allergies, Atlas, and my dad on the baby dream

The RC77 stayed in my garage for a few months unchanged while everything else took me for a ride.

It's 20 degrees and snowing for the first real string of day this winter.

I don't feel like going out in the cold or even heating up the workshop tonight.

Engine work.

I rebuilt the cb160 engine for the race bike.  Matt did all the porting for me!

I hurt my spleen skateboarding and later found out I had Hairy Cell Leukemia.

This is from the bone aspiration.  In other words, that is a piece of bone they sucked out of me.

Don't ever do this.

Atlas Haruki was born.  

Best thing ever.  Duh.

I have so many pictures.  

Check out this for his first hundred days.-->

http://100daysofatlas.blogspot.com/2014/11/day-1.html

And a picture of part of the daily regiment from about a year ago.  Still going strong though a lot has changed.

I don't have many pictures of my Dad with Atlas.  This is one of my favorites.

Current status?  

Allergies

On Monday or Tuesday every I have been going up north to get allergy treatments done.  One of the initial blood tests done over a year ago revealed that my body is under a lot of stress from allergies from numerous sources.  More specific testing revealed that I was mildly allergic to just about everything I eat on a daily basis, which was alarming at first, but I later found out that this usually means you have a "leaky gut" condition.  My food allergies alone couldn't come close to counting for my total number though.  Some foods that popped up I haven't eaten since I changed to a vegan diet over 15 years ago. The other major players in my allergy profile were trees and weeds but mainly grasses.  My naturopath told me to find a NAET practitioner but I put it off for a few months (many months) hoping that with all the other treatments I was doing it would go down.....and at that time I was in a lot of pain from my spleen and still overwhelmed by everything.

NAET

NAET stands for Nambudripad's Allergy Elimination Techniques.  If you want more information on it---> https://www.naet.com

In short it is a mix of computer diagnostics and muscle testing to determine what and how allergic (sensitive) you are to different substances and then treat it using acupressure points and the actual substances in question.  When I finally went in for my initial appointment a few months back, the diagnostic showed I was allergic to many foods, grasses, eggs, etc. --> similar but not exactly the same as the blood test from almost a year earlier.  Every time I go in for treatment my body reacts pretty well-->usually my lymph system swells up and my spleen and liver have even felt like there were processing the treatments.  They even have specialized treatments for my Leukemia and the CD20 antigen that my body is having difficulty with.  I have a couple more weeks of treatments then I will do the diagnostic again.  We do muscle testing weekly and this always turn out strong so my hope is that I have eliminated much of what was on my report and my body will be able to bounce back quicker (build more platelets, white bloods cells, neutrophils, hemoglobin, etc) so I the IV treatments I do every Thursday will be more effective.  Also, in February I am going to get the allergy testing with my blood done again to see if my overall number has decreased.  My initial IgE numbers in November of 2014 were 335 -->anything over 87 is considered high.  A few month ago, before I began NAET treatments, it cam back over 400...... so obviously I started treatment right away.  I can't wait to be done with this one extra thing to do every week....I just want to be home hanging with the family.