Occasionally I'll see a before and after shot of some project. But this one today rang true for me, since my build is very much like this sort of transformation.
Mine is not in the same sense as the artistic levels or professional finish levels or that sort of thing of this example. But that transformation from dated disco cat to something a little cafe looking, a little tracker looking, a little bit custom looking. Unique for sure.
That transformation is really fun for me. That change. There's an old fart who works here with me (but I like him and call him that to his face). He's a Harley guy through and through, but he's also a rider. He puts 100,000 miles on his bikes, and fixes them up and maintains them instead of just buying the latest and greatest. And he rides all the time. Far. Still chugging away on his beloved '99 Harley RoadGlide like he just bought it and it's brand new.
Looks very new I can attest.
Anyway, he's struggling to see what exactly it is that I'm doing. Doesn't really get it or get the 'why' part. But is supportive and inquisitive about it, and is hounding me quite a lot recently about riding it here, getting it back on the road. That AZ riding weather is quickly leaving us and the time is now.
And it has been over a year officially, now. Yikes.
In the end, it's doubtful that he'll be over the moon with my creation. Or even understand it fully. but that's not really the point of my building it, nor is it something that he needs to understand. He gets motorcycling, and he gets that passion and that way of thinking. And he also gets different strokes for different folks, and that part may be the best part of all.
With my new-found understanding and mechanical ness improving daily, I'm looking forward to the completion and the transformation becoming a running machine once more.
Not cause it'll be the fastest or the most comfortable or the most artistic or unique out there.
But maybe in the end, it's helped transform me, too.
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