This for that

OK, so that's settled. It looks and sounds like I'm gonna have to go for the better exhaust. I slept on it and thought on it and 'with a little help from my friends' advice, I gotta do it. Honestly, too much of this build rests on how it all looks and sounds for me; those etherial details that reach out and touch you beyond 'oh yeah, it's a motorcycle, big deal'. It's more than it may be for those who don't 'get it'. Or see it.

See what I mean?

I would be lying if I said this won't impact the order of things and completion date, should there actually be one of those. And I don't like lying. But that's OK. It's not exactly riding season here in Arizona USA right now, and honestly I'm just getting back to being excited to work on her and do it right. Maybe I'll pick up a cheap plastic pink piggy bank and put it in the garage; might help with the parts list a bit more...

Checking up on the arrival date for latest parts order - the front levers - looks like I may actually catch a brake this time (pun intended) and have them arrive before the weekend, so that will be great and that's the plan. Once those are mounted, I can then figure out a bunch of other things like headlight choices (keep the cheap one I already bought that's not exactly the right size but can work, or choose a single or double option from others I've seen that are a bit more, or...) turn signal options, grips, speedometer and tachometers and other stuff. I've had OK luck selling a few things from the bikes original disco-fury days so that always helps with the needs list.

For this build, I'm actually just down to 2 major items and then several smaller ones. Well, sorta. The smaller ones I can usually figure out a budget for, or probably in all honestly just pull the trigger on those and then go without that extra box of Lucky Charms or bread or laundry detergent. Besides, I love the look on my son's face when I show him the cool parts I've bought and then how we're gonna not eat for three days because of them.

Kidding. Don't call DCFS.

Wait, he's 20- call 'em all you want. He's got more money than I do anyway.

Besides, we're building a badd ass tough guy take no prisoners motorcycle dammit and sacrifices must be made. Bike and tattoo budgets must be maintained. After all we do have old ladies to scare and villages to plunder.

Or is that pirating?...

I always get those two confused.

Anyway, back to the build. Back to getting things done. And back to some inspiration...

That worked out not so well

I don't like it.

Well, lemme 'splain. The exhaust currently mounted, one that's been 'modified' to be Not-So-Harley (NSH™) as before... namely removing all the chrome bits and pieces that make you wanna just sit in the driveway and polish them all day instead of riding (wait... never mind). So, said exhaust then gets painted a flat high-temp black to try and make it disappear a bit more, and added an inexpensive 12" canister to the end of it and all then call it a day, done, finished 'enough' and let's move on.

That was the plan, and the plan mostly worked.

Yes, there's a few challenges left since the mounting points don't really make sense and will have to solve that issue- not a big deal.

The bigger problem is just this. I don't like it.

The lines are wrong and the angles don't make sense. And as much as it's the last thing (or things) I want to do is back up and start a few things over, the biggest thing I don't want to do is choose something that doesn't aesthetically work. 'Cause even if I can never get this thing running again, it has to look cool sitting in the living room.

I'm kidding. Most likely.

I've had a wish list exhaust for months, but it's been one of those things that keep me up at night; by the time I'm done this will have cost me more than the bike itself did. But the thing I've realized is, there is no reason why I shouldn't take my time and get it right. And this other way I had in my head just didn't pan out as I hoped. Or maybe the better way to say it is, it didn't hide as much as I'd hoped. Regardless, I think I'm back to trying to budget this other exhaust...

... cause the lines are right and it's a 2 into 2 and it'll sound better and it looks a ton better and I won't be bugged by this thing or that thing that only I can see but I can see it.

And the weird justifications then come into play, like it's offered in all black but that version is $400; the chrome version is $300 and I can then sand it and paint it and rough it up somewhat and it's sort of like the same as my original idea, except it's better and cost more money.

So I guess some things never change.

Where to put it all...

Well, I figured out a few things. One, I can procrastinate. I mean, like really applying myself procrastination. Quality stuff. I'm good at it, too.

Two, the fact - and I knew this would happen, 'cause it's happened before - once I got this bike looking like 90% of what the finished bike will look like, I lost a lot of momentum. The big changes from cruiser to semi-sport bike in the looks department were fairly dramatic. Now that that part's done, it's harder to get up for the little stuff that will make it run again, since I can spend all day working away on this or that and nothing looks any different. It's like putting a new roof on your house. In the end, you spent a ton of money and your house looks exactly the same.

Looks matter, I'm tellin' ya. And I probably mentioned that part about myself a while back.

Still. this bike needs a lot of work in the personality department, so I really gotta get my rear in gear. I've been distracted a little bit (or a lot bit) with some personal things and those things are still around and a little consuming from time to time... but I gotta press on. Otherwise these bike things will never get fully solved, and with personal things comes the occasional need for a distraction from said personal things whilst they work themselves out in one fashion or another. So, all those confusing sentences add up to this: just work on the bike some more and get things working again.

End of sermon. I've seen the light and run to it and now it's time to get back to the job at hand.

Strange how in this wonderful digital age and google-ness that I still cannot figure out what size the stock master cylinder piston is. I've checked repair manuals and service manuals and forum groups and facebook peeps and still no real concrete answer. Since the previous owner decided that he could just reinstall the master cylinder cover with drywall screws, I can't reattach it since it's - well, screwed up. A lot. So it's back to the eBay wish list and adding new front brake master cylinder. Then the clutch lever won't match, so I need a new one of those now, too.

Looks matter, right?

Anyway, I think I'm about to make an educated semi-guess and go for a set w/ 14mm pistons and cross my fingers the bike stop when that need arrises. After all, I'm sure I'll be testing such things prior to running it out into traffic. Probably.

Cool thing is, once the new levers get here, I can mount them and then know how long the reduced-length cables will need to be, so I can order those. Then I'll feel like progress is being made, and the look out the proverbial windshield will be closer and closer. It'll be cool to climb aboard and see grips and levers and things working.

Next, new speedo is needed since the old one is dumb. Yeah, that's the nicest comment I could come up with for that. Not sure where I'm gonna go with that unit, I've seen some cool solutions and need to sort that out. Saw someone mount it off the side which looked cool and is completely non-functional yet legal (maybe). Still, it's back to that same dilemma; part A needs to go here but part B and C need to go somewhere, and if I'm gonna not use part D then B and C can go here instead.

All fun stuff to figure out. but as I said last week, I'm more in the mood for instant gratification and get her running again. I can revisit these things as budget allows, or as things fall off.

Kidding. Probably.

Should I stay or should I go

Or maybe in keeping with the rock n roll song theme "One thing leads to another" is a good one today. And will probably be stuck in my head all day, too now.

In fact, I'm gonna Spotify that sucker right now.

Hold please.

I've not made it back to the garage since Friday. Miss her. Things coming up this week, or sometimes just not feeling it. I still have a short list of things to pick up before major progress here and there, so there's that. Mostly I'm getting and staying with the 'get it back together and ride it' mentality. And the funny things is, while I thought it might cause me to feel like I'm compromising or giving up on certain things a little bit, it's instead making me motivated to get the bike back together.

Once again I'm feeling positive about it's future. I can always go back and finish up this part of replace that one, and likely will. If this bike turns out to actually be a reliable and safe mode of transportation, and I have but a few reasons why that wouldn't be so, then I can, for instance, change the rear brake shoes when they start to go out or rub. Right now, they're fine. They work, don't rub, don't have any issues. So I'm gonna start leaving things that are fine as they are and move to things that actually aren't fine as they are.

Maybe another life lesson in there. Probably. It's how this blog seems to always turn; like a bad NASCAR race - I'm always just turning left. Perhaps I'm just staying true to my personally-assigned moniker of "Captain Tangent".

[ Now I feel like I should play a Captain & Tennille song, but I definitely don't want one of those stuck in my head. ]

Anyway, the old 'when life gives you lemons make lemonade' saying is a good one. I prefer to add some nice tequila to that mix, but that's probably not the point. This bike was a motorcycle at one point, and a not-so-bad one at that. Dated sure, but old doesn't mean dead as I can attest, and so now, all I wanna do is ride. Life. Roads. All of it. Time to get things back together, where they belong, and hit the road. See it. Be it. Do it.

You get the point. It's been a sermon here on and off for weeks, and likely longer. I'm ready to get on with it. So I'm doing my best to get the other half ready to do the same. She's still in pieces a bit here and there, but the box of things to remove and throw out is spilling over, and the box of things fixed and replaced is getting to be just about empty.

Almost time for us to hit the road together, doll.

And time for another Spotify tune...

"Nobody gonna take my girl - I'm gonna keep her to the end.
Nobody gonna have my girl - she stays close on every bend.
Ooh she's a killing machine - she's got everything.

I love her, I need her. I see her. Yeah she turns me on.
Alright hold tight - I'm a highway star."

The things she says

So the weekend is here. Well, it's Friday so I'm just gonna go with it's here now. Let's be honest and just say I'm usually halfway checked out from doing anything productive regarding that 'work' thing anyway on a Friday, and since I'm usually a stellar example of that go-for-it attitude during the previous four days of the week, I feel somewhat justified in this way of thinking. Even if it is a little bit of my own reality vs. a real one.

And I've got a busy weekend of family stuff and things I need to do and take care of, like always. Well, the family stuff this particular weekend doesn't happen every weekend, so it's important and I will be the diligent family member and a good boy and do all those things.

And some of it I actually want to do. So there's that...

Regardless of the busy schedule, I am still of the mindset from the previous post and in keeping with that tradition. I'm gonna forge ahead with the things that will get this baby rolling and running once again. And I'm probably not that far off that becoming a reality, though starting and running and solid and stable are likely three or four different things at this point. Still, will be nice to hear it roar again, and since I have a new exhaust canister that I am really hoping will help this one sound a lot less like a Harley, I've got an eager reason for wanting to crank it over soon.

After all, half the fun of a motorcycle is the sound. And sitting in her current state, she sounds way too quiet.

Lowering them expectations

Cryin' and moaning. Not exactly, but I'm starting to feel a little annoyed at myself and how things are progressing. I think it's really just boiling down to this; I have this propensity for wanting things to be perfect and dialed-in and thought through, so that usually translates into things never getting finished or gets to an 90%-ish state and then sits, wanting for that final push that never comes.

Well, I'm trying to own up to that fact right now and accept it. And get 'er done. Fact is, that I won't in the near future have or acquire the funds to do it right and finish completely and the way that a perfect world would have it done. It's not going to be that well-sorted finished thing that's great to look at and fawn over. Never will be, and was never meant to be. Which is my point today.

I guess the epiphany is this. Given the above statements, and if I've truly been all along trying to build a bike to my own design and purpose and to reflect 'me' - then it should never be more than 90% complete.

If it's gonna be a reflection of me, then I should adopt this fact as fact, and not be annoyed I don't have the time or money or expertise to create a museum piece of rolling art to be placed in the living room, or perfect the front end with modern components or european panache. If it's gonna be me, then it's gotta be that. Wrinkles and moodiness included.

There it is. There I am.

So let's get this show on the road.

Time is taking sides

There are times you can just tell when it's gonna be good. Times you can just feel the tide changing, and can see progress and good things. Times you can hear the gears falling into place and pieces moving into place.

This is not one of those times.

I'm beginning to suspect this bike has more issues than I originally found or... suspected. Still, confidence has not been shaken too far off it's rocker... yet.

The weekend didn't get as far as I hoped, but still found progress with some little things and medium things. Got the front end sorted; still finding issues or challenges with the front forks but have decided to turn a blind eye or certainly a hard-of-hearing ear to that problem and am moving on. It's nothing that a small pile of money can't fix, but I haven't seen that pile gathering outside the garage door yet, so it'll keep.

Got the front brakes taken apart, and mounted, sort of. Once the braided stainless brake lines show up I can mount them 'for good' and get that fixed up. Will be nice to have brakes again, I think. Even in it's current state of affairs it's an oddly disturbing fact to have a motorcycle without a means to stop. Weird. but true.

But once again, each time I work on something I find 3 things wrong with that section that will need to be addressed. Part of the gig I'm sure, and I make few complaints about it. Well, except for here where I'm sort of doing a combination of chronically my progress and bitching about my problems all at the same time. Hurray for blogs, and thank you Dear Reader, for continuing on my journey with me. Means a lot. Truthfully does.

So, in the midst of the headaches and heartaches and frustrations, I can still find time during a soon to be rainstorm that doesn't actually rain... to roll the bike outdoors and take a moderately interesting photo and feel good about it all. Makes me smile still, and that part is always a good thing.

Say cheese.