I don't know if it was coincidental or the fact that Hood Bush is creeping up on us like a herpe flair up, but lots of bikes got worked on and tons of progress was made this weekend. So, the majority of it was spent till the wee hours at the Dojo. If we had motivation like this ALL of the time, we would kill it. But beer and bar motivation usually prevail.
We did a good amount of work to J Body's bike until we got good and lit. Then we worked on Meeks' balls.
After a splash of gas, they started on the first kick.
Real shit though. J Body has a very busy schedule being a famous ass chef and avid weed smoker, so he doesn't have a lot of time to work on shit. Two years ago, he got a shovelhead motor and a springer and after countless hours of wiring troubleshooting, he got to hear his bike fire up for it's first time. The bike sputtered on literally the first kick, and it fully came to life within 10. It still needs clutch work, shifting attention, etc, but the dude is stoked and so are the rest of us.
Chauncey wanted to ride over to the airport and watch planes land and take off. So we did.
Moon's bike got back together this weekend too. He got tired of everyone telling him that his shovelhead looked identical to his ironhead, so he swapped a few things up. 4 over Harley springer and some twisted z-bars just to name a couple of things. Bad ass machine.
I got this special ash tray at Trade Days.
Despite needed adjustment, J Body got to ride his bike for the first time too. This thing is ridiculous going down the road. Hopefully it with be fully operational in the next couple of days.