Since my Thanksgiving trip to Santa Fe, I haven’t been riding a whole lot. Instead, I’ve been searching for a new job (getting laid off at the end of the month) and trying to get my photo business off the ground. I have ridden a few times, and each time has been stellar. Winter riding is a ton of fun around here, since the snow doesn’t stick around long and the trails get super tacky. It’ll be even better when I get a new rear tire. I’ve basically been riding around on a slick for about two months now, and even with tacky sandstone, my nuts have ended up batwinged on the top tube far too many times.
I’ve also started volunteering at a local youth shelter…they’re starting a bike program to give to homeless kids, and they are in need of bikes. They don’t have to be good bikes, but they don’t want wal-mart creatures (though they’d take em if they were offered up). If you or anyone you know has a few old clunkers sitting in the garage that can be fixed up for homeless kids who have no other means of transportation in this town, please let me know. I’d love to take the bikes and fix them up for the kids. I would imagine it’s tax deductible and what not, but I’m not exactly sure.
Anyway, if you’ve got a lead on something, let me know. I can get you a drunkcyclist sticker or two your way for the effort.
To kill some time now that the sun goes down pretty early, I went and bought myself a 1980 Honda CB750 that I intend to turn into a cafe racer. The bike was, when I bought it, a bona fide snotter full of spider webs and rat shit.
For $300, I got this bike, plus a second frame, second wheelset, and all the parts off the second bike (which is a ’79 rather than an ’80 like this one). Should keep me busy for the winter…and summer…and fall…and next winter.
The reason I’m so excited about it kind of goes back to an earlier DC post I did right after I moved to Colorado. I have a garage. In all of my adult life, this is the first time I’ve had a garage, and I’m beyond stoked to be able to do all the projects I’ve always talked about. Rollers with the stereo blasting? Garage! Buy my own welder and start practicing? Garage! Tear down a motorcycle with no real knowledge of how to put it back together? Garage, motherfuckers!
Best part is, I’ve finally got my bicycle workspace…and room left over to do stupid shit like build a cafe racer.
If anyone has ever done this kind of project before and can give me some advice, I’d greatly appreciate it. I can build a bicycle from the ground up with one nut tied behind my back, but motorcycles, well, that there’s got an engine in it, and it needs weldin’ and powdercoatin’ and gas tank modifyin’. Help a brotha out!
To sum it all up, my bike garage is awesome. Bike tools on the walls, motorized and non-motorized bikes in various states of disrepair, a photo of a doper and a half naked woman on the walls…I’ve even got a nifty Corona bottle opener (complements of Jeff M.) screwed into the bench. Who wants to come over and wrench on some stuff?by