Monday, April 30, 2012

if theres grass on the field, play ball

if theres no grass, play in the mud


back to the bench eh

Buttoning up the "dumpster baby" for it's first ride meant a lot of late nights last week. every night. the last 10% of a bike build takes 90% of the build. late nights indeed. took to the shifter cart track early saterday morning. Squeeked tighter than a nuns cunt on lap 4. locked up like a lean chainsaw pop corn fart. kept it up right even though she was deep in 5th down the straight on cold ass fucking shit sickle soap bar tires. I never rejetted the X carb. a fucking task i do every location i ride. a two fucking minute job. why after an ultra sonic bath and flat slide spa treatment lube, love, and full service did i not rejet. why did i forget to brush my teeth yesterday. why ask why. learning is a good way to become better, greater, even smarter. 4 corner heat seizure on a brand new 14:1 billet chunk of aluminum is a small price for such knowledge. damn fine to squeek her here and not on the hill coming into the bottomless pit.

Friday, April 27, 2012

Next chapter in the book of racing is life

two stokes, road racing, big bad ass drum brake, southern 100, race bike building, fucking glory.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

short and hard right in the rear

What is this go on, come from, belong to?? Do you want it? It could be yours! let me know god DAMN it!

Tuesday, April 24, 2012


Time well Spent.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Tommy's Triumph Shop

So much stuff of interest at Tommy's Triumph Shop. Next time I go  I need to take off a few months of work.

Every porch needs a centerfold 

Trophy bike



How every living room should be

The presidential sweet. sweeeeet!

dog dog

Its time to gear up for summer mother fuckers

eer i mean gear down.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Willy's garage.

Thanks lil big bro!

winner winner chicken dinner

Colorado wins one! Bout fuckin time! Short dog roo roo!

Friday, April 20, 2012

Thursday, April 19, 2012

six days on the road

Sometimes the light is on the inside of the shop and sometimes the light is out side the shop. For me the last six days the light was outside and far beyond my shop. Things like my friends, my van, my dog, my friend's friends are all the things that shine with a more than powerful radiation. The race was canceled. My faith in human kind was renewed.  Thank you friends!!!

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

high on a low budget

Every dream starts somehow. My latest like many started with a heap of crap in the salvage jumble. It is a splendid thing to build race bikes with only the poaching ability to scavenge, build, beg, and only when you must buy. behold free loader orphan Annie. 

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

playing with toys

I cant stand people who are constantly saying how old they are. I am bad about this myself. things hurt though. In the first test of the weekend before last's RMEC enduro I was making blind passes through the dust when i hit, dead on, an igloo ice chest sized chunk of granit. right there in the middle of the rockless desert. I did what any experienced bike racer knows to do when going over the bars at speed; tense up, attempt saving it, abort save, relax, go limp, tuck, and roll with it. I amazingly, was fine. My foot peg was only held on by what was left of it's cotter pin.I am glad i did not land on what the bike did. I finished the test, used a large hammer and a stolen (borrowed) foot peg to fix in a transfer section and not only finished the enduro but finished with in a few minutes of the 1st and 2nd place, they are young ISDE and WEC racers. I am old and my wrists hurt so bad i can hardley grip a screw driver for the last two weeks. change and aging is inevitable. how we deal with it is what determines our capabilities. It has been said many times- 'your only as old as you feel.' sometimes I feel purdy old. playing with little toys and giggling like a child is a good remedy.  But if you let your self live your whole life in a toy car fantasy land then you mind as well be collecting social security all ready. So what do i do about my wrists hurting so bad?- I play with toys, ride bicycles and pray to the gods of moto that i dont let my self get any older.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Dad's Unruly Cycle Pile

went home this last weekend and finally took a moment to document my pops' ever-growing stash of cool old bikes. this isn't all of them either

Thursday, April 5, 2012

everything that happens before and after.....

is just waiting.

94 days till 'the race to the clouds.'

one big steamy pile of blurry celli telly pic dump