F-ing bad timing

Fun, fun, fun. My gallbladder decided to take a shit on me, but not before inflaming my pancreas to a nice respectable plumpness.

Ambulance ride, ER stay, hospital stay, pain, fluids, surgery, and recovery (so far). I'm on the mend now, but things are still pretty painful. Bouncing around the road on the Gypsy Run just wasn't in the cards this year, bummer.

Thanks to my wife for taking care of her man. Baby, you're the best.

Clubman bars installed

Mike sent me this pic of the clubman bars installed on my old W650.

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Rings, gaskets, and... baking soda.

My friend's bike smokes. So we had a little get together with myself, Herb, and Paul. Rings and cylinder base gaskets are in order. While the top end was off, he shot the heads with a bit of baking soda out of Paul's $30 sandblaster. That little gun rules for little stuff like this, the heads came out spiffy. Everything else went as planned, the motor is now back together.

Here you go Blair!

A couple pics of your finished bars. They're in a box and ready to ship.

Tall tank

Always liked the tall narrow sporty tanks that I've seen here and there, well now I have a reason to make one. Nickle needs a tank for his bike and he wanted a tall, narrow, friscoed sportster tank. Nothing totally original or groundbreaking, but it should be cool nonetheless... when it's done.

pillion pad

Started making a base for a pillion pad so my wife doesn't bruise herself in a bad place. Some trimmed down fender halves from Craig at Front Street, a little massaging so it fit my fender contour, tig welds, and we're in business.