I have no idea what that title meant. What I do know is that I've been keeping busy as hell and yet not planning a thing. Pretty good. Spent some good time with Walter last weekend and installed some internal fork stop neck cups. Wound up tig welding the stop plate to the bottom of the extra tree from Kim. feels better now, knowing that the bars won't spin 90 degrees or more at any given moment.
Also this weekend, finally got BOTH front and rear brakes working. And working well. I wound up stripping the threads out of the gorgeous Grimeca front master cylinder and that's part of the reason it just wouldn't get firm feeling. Maybe also it was the wrong bore for the caliper? Not sure.
Good thing I bought a nice Jay Brake unit a few months ago on a whim on chop cult. It had a brushed finish, so I spent some time with my rouge and the polishing wheel and made it look a bit better. Next up is re-shaping the lever. next week.....
Then for the rear master cylinder, as I was tightening the banjo bolt, the casting actually cracked in half. SO i was holding the front half with the banjo on it while the rear half was still on the bike. Luckily I bought a sweet Wagner Lockheed unit at the SoCal Swap meet some months ago when I was out there. So it was run back to the house grab that one and the rebuild kit from the tool box and got that thing on the bike and voila!
Bleeding both the Jay Brake and the Wagner were super easy. way too easy. But they both feel great. So I celebrated by washing the bike. and I almost uncovered the crusty Kawi behind my bike and power washed that too, but I know that I'm not up to date on my tetanus shots so I left it alone. And I think I'm done with messing with the bike until Winter again. Just need to actually ride it now. The East Coast definitely teaches you to love working on them more than riding them. Especially living in the city.
OH, and then Sunday night, I headed to the Yankees/Red Sox game. Got the amazing invite that said. "come to the game. I got some suite tickets." I immediately thought SUITE! then realized it was probably meant to be SWEET. nope. Suite. The Party City Party Suite to be exact. While the Yankees lost in extras, it was a great end to the weekend with great people.
I still have my Alfonso Soriano jersey, but as he hasn't been a Yankee since 2003, it was good knowledge to be able to pick any of the ex-#12 players as well. "is that an Eric Chavez jersey?" "oh, no, its actually a Billy Martin jersey......or Alvaro Espinoza.......or Wade Boggs......or Kenny Lofton.....just kidding, its an Oscar Grimes jersey." that game can go on and on.
Eric pointing out just how much Party goes on here.
Great weather, free food, free booze, New York, yeah....even with a loss, it was a great night.